I search out a body, my body.
There aren't many words people can say. the pure limit of language is my only chain.
but what are these other chains among this singular chain?
I attempt to answer this question, and many others... with no avail. I am only a being of molecular structures. structured in a fashion similar to the way we build buildings of steel and iron. but yet emotionless. what was emotionless? questions. questions.
the only answer is a confirmation of titles for a pile of atoms that form a pithy me. a pithy Steven Antebury.
Careening toward apocalypse
false freedoms
there must have been a grace period for freedom. that time has come and gone and now we are force fed the definitions of a false peace. this spirit and essence floating in space was our own, it was lost among the pandemonium of torn clothing and forgotten rights. the people were forced to starve so that others wouldn’t have to pay for their feasts of delicacies.
manipulation of the soul we forgot we were god
mutations of the mind we forgot how to forgive while we forgave the worst of crimes
malnutrition of the spirit and mind
Too Disco for you, Nicolas Coulomb
As a person who has rolled in glitter on the ground: how did you get it all out of you eyes? (Did you see how I didn’t ask if she got any in her eyes)
(via nevver)
Labradorite Carved Crystal Skull with Sunglasses. A single piece sculpture carved from a solid specimen from Madagascar. Measuring 4.8x3.3x3.6 (122x84x91 mm) inches and weighing 2.6 pounds (1201 g).
Photo credit: @skullis_official
Empires are like ice sculptures decadent until the guests break off pieces to cool their drinks.
Icebergs at Red Island Scoresbysund Fjord Greenland near a rapidly retreating glacier.
Photo credit: David Doubilet @daviddoubilet
It looks like cold oil being heated.
Getting the most out of coltan since 1993.
Life is a conflict mineral bruh
Remember when we used to go down to the creek-
and I’d dip your head underwater?
I elect myself president mc
My career so intelligent
Unique physique
(via svevenenanen-blog)
Getting the most out of coltan since 1993.
Life is a conflict mineral bruh
Remember when we used to go down to the creek-
and I’d dip your head underwater?
(via sameasbefore-blog)
(via retrogirly)


