There are a lot of things that I don't understand in this world.
Joplin.
tedkincaidstudio:


Ted Kincaid
Nocturnal Landscape 1119, 2013
Digital Photograph printed on Hahnemühle Photo Rag Pearl 320 gsm 20×16” Edition of 3

Sister Rosetta Tharpe in Manchester, 1964.
abystle:

Pełzająca śmierć, or Creeping Death (detail), Zdzisław Beksiński, 1976.
leprincelointain:

Andrew McCallum (1821-1904), The River of Life: Death - 1850
luxoccultapress:

The Ouroboros
tedbunny:

The Brothers at Nagasaki

The photograph above was taken by US Marines photographer Joe O’Donnell shortly after the bombing of Nagasaki. He saw and smelled things beyond imagining, and the experience left him with depression in his later years. Yet according to O’Donnell’s son, the image above affected him more than any other.
The younger child in the picture is dead. The older boy is his brother, and he’d carried his sibling on his back to a crematory. The older boy stayed and watched his brother burn yet refused to cry. He bit his lip so hard it bled.
The boy had just lost everything to the most destructive force known to mankind. Yet, barefoot, he’d carried his sibling’s body to ensure he was honored properly. It’s a story of the extremes of sadness and bravery—and the photograph captures both. (x)
lomablog:

kanagaki—-portfolio:

PHOTOGRAPH TAKEN FOR LOMA PRIETA’S RECORD - I.V.

You can jail a revolutionary, but you cannot jail the revolution.

One of the only coherent philosophical positions is thus revolt. It is a constant confrontation between man and his own obscurity. It is an insistence upon an impossible transparency. It challenges the world anew every second. Just as danger provided man the unique opportunity of seizing awareness, so metaphysical revolt extends awareness to the whole of experience. It is that constant presence of man in his own eyes.