Dead Souls

hvidt: siberian prison, carl de keyzer

hvidt:

siberian prison, carl de keyzer

blackfeatherasylum:

You sit at the edge of the world, 
I am in a crater that is no more.
Words without letters
Standing in the shadow of the door. 
The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,
Little fish rain down from the sky.
Outside the window there are soldiers,
steeling themselves to die.
Kafka sits in a chair by the shore,
Thinking of the pendulum that moves the world, 
it seems. 
When your heart is closed,
The shadow of the unmoving Sphinx, 
Becomes a knife that pierces your dreams. 
The drowning girl’s fingers
Search for the entrance stone, and more.
Lifting the hem of her azure dress, 
She gazes—-
at Kafka on the shore. 

(Source: blackfeatherpsychonaut)

heypkay: Kerouac, Burroughs, Ginsberg

heypkay:

Kerouac, Burroughs, Ginsberg

snofnugg:  I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I’ve watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain…

snofnugg:

 I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I’ve watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain…

jimmorrisun: “Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.” -William S Burroughs

jimmorrisun:

“Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.” -William S Burroughs

sevensamuray: Nikolai Gogol, “Architectural designs and plan for the miscellany, Arabesques, 1834” Russian Writer’s Drawing Book, Cathy Porter, ed., Redstone Press, 1995, Singapore

sevensamuray:

Nikolai Gogol, “Architectural designs and plan for the miscellany, Arabesques, 1834”

Russian Writer’s Drawing Book, Cathy Porter, ed., Redstone Press, 1995, Singapore