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My paine, still smother’d in my grieved brest,
Seekes for some ease, yett cannott passage finde
To bee discharg’d of this unwellcome ghest;
When most I strive, more fast his burdens bind,

Like to a ship, on Goodwines cast by wind
The more she strives, more deepe in sand in prest
Till she bee lost; so am I, in this kind
Sunk, and devour’d, and swallow’d by unrest,

Lost, shipwrackt, spoyl’d, debar’d of smallest hope
Nothing of pleasure left; save thoughts have scope,
Which wander may: Goe then, my thoughts, and cry

Hope’s perish’d; Love tempest-beaten; Joy lost
Killing dispaire hath all thes blessings crost
Yett faith still cries, Love will nott falsefy.

Sonnet 6 from Pamphilia to Amphilanthus by Lady Mary Wroth (via catholicaramis)
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Oh, no, of course, you’re right. My mistake.

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Love, thou hast all, for now thou hast mee made
Soe thine, as if for thee I were ordain’d;
Then take thy conquest, nor lett mee bee pain’d
More in thy sunn, when I doe seeke thy shade,

Noe place for help have I left to invade,
That show’de a face wher least ease might bee gain’d;
Yett found I paine increase, and butt obtain’d
That this noe way was to have love allayd,

When hott and thirsty to a well I cam
Trusting by that to quench part of my flame,
Butt ther I was by love afresh imbrac’d;

Drinke I could nott, butt in itt I did see
My self a living glass as well as shee
For love to see him self in truly plac’d.

Sonnet 46 from Pamphilia to Amphilanthus, by Lady Mary Wroth (via catholicaramis)

And I was Jesus
and I decided to come down to Earth
in the shape of a woman this time

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"being interested in pop culture makes you vapid and unintelligent"

translation: im a miserable pissbaby. im deep because i smoke cheap cigarettes and take my coffee black. have u ever heard of friedrich nietzsche. im so alone.

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Eyjafjallajökull  by (Jon Vidar)
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Take the timber thereof [rosemary] and burn it to coals and make powder thereof and put it into a linen cloth and rub thy teeth therewith, and if there be any worms therein, it shall slay them and keep thy teeth from all evils.
 Bankes’ Herbal, 1525 (via mediumaevum)


Olafur Eliasson’s “Riverbed” Converts a Museum into a Natural Landscape

Danish-Icelandic artist Olafur Eliasson, known for his large-scale installations employing elemental materials like light, water, earth, and even atmosphere, transformed an entire wing of Denmark’s Louisiana Museum of Modern Art into a riverbed for his first solo exhibition. The work, which uses rocks, soil, and running water to precisely emulate a natural landscape, stands in stark contrast to the white walls of one of Denmark’s most important Modernist buildings. Originally designed in 1958 by architects Jørgen Bo and Wilhlem Wohlert, the Louisiana’s staggered, irregularly sized portals create an experience that highlights movement through space. By filling the Louisiana with a landscape its galleries might have replaced, Eliasson heightens the haptic qualities of this experience and points to the reality of the museum as an institution and a physical locality. The work raises the question of how natural and built environments might intersect, though it is up to the viewer to decide whether this tension is constructive or destructive.


Just another dose of incredible Michael Wolf photography. 

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Ugo Rondinone

1. March, 2006

2. Sunday, April 23rd, 2006

3. Friday, August 4th, 2006

4. Saturday, November 21st, 2009

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these topping combos will change your avocado game forever

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