Roland Topor (French Polish, 1938-1997) - La Nuit Qui Marche Au Bord Du Gouffre (Night-Walking On The Edge) Drawings: India Ink, Colored Pencils
(Source: delcampe.net)
imthebridgespirits-materialworld:
The legends say the moon was the first waterbender. Our ancestors saw how it pushed and pulled the tides and learned how to do it themselves. Our strength comes from the Spirit of the Moon; our life comes from the Spirit of the Ocean. They work together to keep balance
(via red-lipstick)
I remember your collarbone, forming the tiniest
satellite dish in the universe, your smile
as the place where parallel lines inevitably crossed.
I remember your eyes: fifty attack dogs on a single leash,
how I once held the soft audience of your hand.
I’ve been ignored by prettier women than you,
but none who carried the heavy pitchers of silence
so far, without spilling a drop.
(via words-of-emotion)