February 2011
tamburina:
Like angels that have monster eyes, Over your bedside I shall rise, Gliding towards you silently Across night’s black immensity. O darksome beauty, you shall swoon At kisses colder than the moon And fondlings like a snake’s who coils Sinuous round the grave he soils.
Charles Baudelaire
: Why Do We Remember Bad Things? →
tamburina:
You remember where you were on the morning of 9/11, but you have no recollection of what you had for lunch last Thursday. One of life’s great mysteries is why certain experiences get lodged immovably in our memory, while others are forgotten. Fortunately, recent advances in neuroscience have…
: Symbols of Death →
tamburina:
Various images are used traditionally to symbolize death; these rank from blunt depictions of cadavers and their parts to more allusive suggestions that time is fleeting and all men are mortals. The human skull is an obvious and frequent symbol of death, found in many cultures and religious…
“…mind bowing to heartbeat
this is gonna hurt bowing to I love you
I still love...”
– Andrea Gibson - Photograph (via junkiebastards)
