And in these next 50 years you will eat so many delicious meals, laugh so many times with so many people you love, shout and scream and sing and cry and smile so hard your face hurts. And you will see such beautiful sunsets and feel fresh cold air on your face and feel warm and safe wrapped up in your favourite winter coat.
I wrap this blessing around you like a shroud, so that no ill can find you, and every warmth is held close
René Lalique (French, 1860-1945)
Clock “Five swallows” also called "Flight of Swallows" clock
Made by glazed black glass, 1920
chimney swifts are so weirddd theyre like if birds decided to be bats.
thats bats. those are bats. to me
“I am the burning fire, the turning disk, the wild water, and I cannot find words for an answer.”
— Virginia Adair, Living on Fire: A Collection of Poems; “Burning Ash,”
Marjorie Cameron · Untitled. Songs for the Witch Woman (No date)
While taking a nap today I dreamt there was a hazard sign called "never found" which was used to indicate a location where people disappeared never to be seen again
it looked like this
there's something so compelling to me about the fact that sometimes leaving a blade or bullet inside the wound it made is the only way to prevent you from bleeding to death. something about the ironic symbolism of it. when the thing designed and intended to kill you is the only thing keeping you alive.
also yes i do enjoy a bit of penetration imagery and the perverse intimacy of violence. if you must know.
It can also be a symbol showing that the wound is more easily healed if we know what caused it.
Erasure as a form of violence.
