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


мища I Had An Out Of Body Experience And I Punched Myself In The Face 

(Source: goodbyetogoodmorning)


Jeffrey Jerome Cohen (Monster Culture)

Sometimes we saw shadows of gods in the trees; silenced, we went on.

We have in fact only two certainties in this world—that we are not everything and that we will die. To be conscious of not being everything, as one is of being mortal, is nothing. But we are without a narcotic, an unbreathable void reveals itself. I wanted to be everything, so that falling into this void, I might summon my courage and say to myself: ‘I am ashamed of having wanted to be everything, for I see now that it was to sleep.’ From that moment begins a singular experience. The mind moves in a strange world where anguish and ecstasy coexist

Earlier you asked about my political and intellectual disposition and, mindful of context, I tried to answer honestly. But if you want to play it down to the quick, I suppose my deeper worldview can be reduced to a toxic blend of scientific materialism and deep pessimism. In other words, I allow that reality can be apprehended through reason and experience, but I think the conclusions that follow tend only to affirm our worst suspicions—that, to borrow Thomas Ligotti’s perfect phrase, the universe is not just meaningless, but malignantly useless.


Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves
Submitted by sfdsfs.


Vincent van Gogh - Skull with a Burning Cigarette, 1885-86. Oil on canvas

I’m against suffering, but when it occurs, why waste the experience?


A storage room with salvaged effigies and sculptures awaiting restoration after a flood in Florence, Italy, in 1966 (photo by Balthazar Korab, 1926-2013)