Wow.
by geneviève bjargardóttir
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I thought I’d come to peace with it all, but the effects of alcohol eventually wear off. No vice, no person, nothing can stop you from creeping back into my thoughts, until my head plays out the past like a film on repeat and my stomach twists itself into knots.
“Slnko v sieti” (1962) - Stefan Uher
(Source: kittenmeats, via funeral)
(via funeral)
(via fffoxy)
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Nikon F3 | 28mm f/2.8 | Tri-X 400 Pushed to 1600
Loneliness by David Galstyan
‘How do atheists find meaning in life?’- Paula Kirby - Washington Post
Life cannot be meaningless so long as we have the capacity to affect the well-being of ourselves and others. For true meaninglessness, we would need heaven.
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In the state of permanent, perfect bliss that is the very definition of heaven, ‘making a difference’ is ruled out. If the difference made an improvement, the previous state could not have been perfect. If it made things worse, the result would not be perfect. In heaven, neither is possible. Even being reunited with loved ones could not add one jot to their bliss or yours, for heaven would be, by definition, a state that could not be improved on.
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Just consider for a moment the hellish pointlessness of heaven. At least in our real existence our actions have an effect, for better or worse, and it is therefore worth trying to get them right. In an eternal life where we can have no effect whatsoever, we might as well be dead.
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- Paula Kirby
Once again I took my camera on tour. This time I didn’t want to make a standard tour update like you always see. I wanted to give a little insight into the pointless shit we talk about/ get up to when on tour in an more abstract light.
You can also tell I had a fish eye in my possession for the first time for this camera…
