"Humanity is a parade of fools, and I am at the front of it, twirling a baton".

A Blank Slate


new night by deadendsoul

Photographs of the Just Before exhibition by Raymond Meier
Issey Miyake Making Things

David Fincher WeekFight Club, 1999Cinematography: Jeff Cronenweth

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.
In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you’ll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

Suicide in the trenches by Siegfried Sassoon (via mugglesandmagic)

(Source: thebrownqueen)

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Killing must feel good to God too; he does it all the time.

“Self-esteem should have nothing to do with what you look like – if you exude genuine confidence, people will be swept into it. You have to be able to hold yourself.” - Gillian Anderson

Soldiers rest in a shrapnel ruined tent after a German artillery strike. “The Holy Tent”.1944.

Killing must feel good to God too. He does it all the time. And are we not created in his image?
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