likeaprism:

I look around and I see war and hate fought with war and hate…
"This girl told me one time that when you are walking past someone from a distance and feel the need to make eye contact, it is a connection, a spiritual magnetism pulling two people to meet for there are things they can take from one another. She told me that when I avoided that eye contact and looked at the ground or my phone instead, that I was actually missing a connection with another spirit that was planted by the universe in a map more vast than I could ever comprehend. She asked how empty I felt inside. I told her sometimes I feel the entire world weighing on my heart and other times I’d kill to feel anything at all to which she replied, “to wish to feel is still a feeling. You’re not dead yet. Live while you’re alive. Live in all your happiness and your sadness. No matter the feeling, feel it down to your very bones. Look at that stranger and smile. A brief connection with someone can sometimes say more to your aching soul than a lifetime next to another. Trust in fate and you’ll never have to ask why.”"

6ae:

I’m doing that serie of paintings called “bodies bathed in milk”, for now I have only a few sketches, started repainting one of them on canvas. I like the way how a body drowned in milk allows to expose only particular parts of it, while then rest is being covered by the liquid and stays unvisible which makes the final effect kind of grotesque
triple-six-kicks:

"I don’t love him but he’s here and you aren’t"