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These are the times that try men's souls


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Take care, you evil and wrathful spirits. God may ordain that in swallowing you may choke to death.
Forwarded from The Last Man Revival
The heart never rests.
I got to laugh cause I know I'm gonna die
Forwarded from Aesthetic (Seydlitz)
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We men are wretched things.
Give us strength to face all danger,
And where challenge is, to dare.
Any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
what a helluva way to die
my judgement is lousy, but my hands are steady
The God of war is impartial: he hands out death to the man who hands out death.
Still, we will let all this be a thing of the past, though it hurts us, and beat down by constraint the anger that rises inside us. Now I am making an end of my anger. It does not become me, unrelentingly to rage on.
Forwarded from Lindypilled
Forwarded from Corpse World Monologues
On understanding mental prowess and the soul of man:

"Have you ever considered the fact that you may be wrong?" Is the most powerful and underused question. A person who is a person, and not a subhuman, would be capable of answering truthfully - that they may be wrong and that they're willing to consider it. Though in this self-critique, always be confident and show confidence. Be confident that God made you faulty and capable of making mistakes. And understand that there is no shame in being wrong every once in a while.

Only subhumans lack the foresight and self-awareness to consider themselves wrong.

Painting by Antonio Gisbert

"Sola dosis facit venenum."
When you're sitting at a 3 AM red light and nobody's coming, there's a little thrill in running that light. It's a reminder that nobody's watching, the Mad God isn't coming: There's just us, and our choices. Even if, in the morning, somebody has to be blamed.
The path to Glory is built by the bodies of the Foe,
Forwarded from Corpse World Monologues
"Every work of art is an uncommited crime." -Theodore Adorno

The outward exertion of force known as emotion, willpower & act can in many cases and in fact is in many cases a destructive process. Only when we make it a constructive effort can we make our emotions manifest in a palpable manner on several dimensions, or only one - the fact is still there. This we refer to as Art

A graffiti mural is in this case a paradox; it can be both a crime and a work of art. This brings us further, if Art is uncommited crime, it is indeed a type of crime. Every crime is, from a certain perspective, a passionate act; an act out of emotion of Man's fallen nature. Art likewise is a passionate act. An impression of one's emotion and goals onto a piece of paper, an instrument or in a song.

Every work of art is then a crime; and every crime is an uncommited work of art - or simply art in concept. We can see beauty in desolation & destruction because there is potential for art in every destructive act.