Animated Inspiration

I found my muse.
Desire



We exist solely for the reason of existence alone. There is no purpose to our aimless wandering on this trodden down planet that once flourished vigorously under its own helm. We have taken from terra what she gave to us freely in quantities that we needed. We took and snatched with our greedy palms curved into animal like claws, our nails, talons that sunk into the soft flesh of our mother earth and ripped from it, pieces of skin and fragments of bone. Soaking the ground with the life force of our dearest, painting it red with cries of human demise rather than the suffering of that which gave us this life. 

We live our lives as transparent entities, going through the motions of the day with no care for those that are not us, that don’t know us. 

Nos.

Our living is paltry and our hold on the pleasures of this world, that we create, that we entrap, is fleeting. 

Mas.

There are circumstances that we are unable to entrap instead we are captured. Captured by the beauty, the indifference, the attitude, the significance of the insignificant. None of it holds any meaning and yet we allow thoughts of whatever it be to plague our mind and torture our wayward souls in hopes that one day, we will be able to call it ours.

A hunter’s constitution.
One, we should have long ago, forsaken. 

The moment it dawns on us, on you, on I. 
It will be too late.
Our living commenced the moment we entered this poisonous planet that once was so fruitful and fortuitous.


All that is left is our death.

Desire

We exist solely for the reason of existence alone. There is no purpose to our aimless wandering on this trodden down planet that once flourished vigorously under its own helm. We have taken from terra what she gave to us freely in quantities that we needed. We took and snatched with our greedy palms curved into animal like claws, our nails, talons that sunk into the soft flesh of our mother earth and ripped from it, pieces of skin and fragments of bone. Soaking the ground with the life force of our dearest, painting it red with cries of human demise rather than the suffering of that which gave us this life.

We live our lives as transparent entities, going through the motions of the day with no care for those that are not us, that don’t know us.

Nos.

Our living is paltry and our hold on the pleasures of this world, that we create, that we entrap, is fleeting.

Mas.

There are circumstances that we are unable to entrap instead we are captured. Captured by the beauty, the indifference, the attitude, the significance of the insignificant. None of it holds any meaning and yet we allow thoughts of whatever it be to plague our mind and torture our wayward souls in hopes that one day, we will be able to call it ours.

A hunter’s constitution.
One, we should have long ago, forsaken.

The moment it dawns on us, on you, on I.
It will be too late.
Our living commenced the moment we entered this poisonous planet that once was so fruitful and fortuitous.


All that is left is our death.

Anon: ‘What you doing?’

Me: ‘The floor.’

Anon: ‘What you doing?’

Me: ‘The floor.’

I want to map the world on my wrist.

Starting with Central Asia and moving onto Africa.

Inking in the Caribbean’s and shading on the Americas. 

Oceania and Australia will follow shortly…

Never ending, never beginning.

I want to map the world on my wrist.

Starting with Central Asia and moving onto Africa.

Inking in the Caribbean’s and shading on the Americas.

Oceania and Australia will follow shortly…

Never ending, never beginning.

(Source: idapoppe)

Bones and blood.

Ignorance and conformity.

Elusive solitude.

Blissful rapture.

Bones and blood.

Ignorance and conformity.

Elusive solitude.

Blissful rapture.

(Source: screamingsoulx)

Repel, Repel, Repel,…

salsabeelfountain:

Repel the thought, for if you don’t, it becomes an idea.

So repel the idea; for if you don’t it will become a desire.

So fight against that (desire), for if you don’t, it will become a determination and a passion.

And if you don’t repel that, it will become an action.

And if you don’t replace it with its opposite, it will become a constant habit.

So at that point, it will be difficult for you to change it.”

-Ibn Qayyim

Fuck being skinny,

I’d rather chocolate slip onto me than a pair of size 0 jeans.

I’d more so prefer you slip inside me instead.

Fuck being skinny,

I’d rather chocolate slip onto me than a pair of size 0 jeans.

I’d more so prefer you slip inside me instead.

(via hospital4-souls)