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severákova polívka

asi zelňačka (mainly in czech)

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severak 28.6.2017 00:05:04

kogaionon:

The Thing by David Graham / Twitter / Instagram


severak 27.6.2017 23:58:50

m4zlum:

hall of mirrors, silêmanî, kurdistan (x)

the pieces of broken mirror represent 182,000 victims of the anfal campaign, and the lights represent the 4,500 kurdish villages wiped off the map.


severak 29.5.2017 23:30:11


severak 29.5.2017 23:29:48

cinemagorgeous: Bath 2077 by artist Klaus Wittmann.


severak 29.5.2017 23:00:08



severak 27.5.2017 19:14:41

godotal:

omgbuglen:

How to use sand to freak people out

Imagine if some guy was tripping and saw the woman, runs up to help her and she just crumbles apart in his hands. That’s gonna take the trip south.


severak 6.5.2017 00:05:58

Not like the others


severak 5.5.2017 23:41:02

vertigo1871:

Mila von Luttich, 1917


severak 5.5.2017 23:40:59


severak 5.5.2017 23:36:22

silenceformysoul:

Raphael Kirchner - Greek Virgins, 1900


severak 5.5.2017 23:36:13

ideaacademyrome:

ilaria-campana:

I wish I was an astrocat!

How lovely is this astrocat made by Ilaria Campana, one of our former student?


severak 5.5.2017 23:27:52



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severak 25.4.2017 00:07:25


severak 25.4.2017 00:07:01

bethatheka:

You can you still see the sheet imprints from my recent nap 🌼


severak 25.4.2017 00:05:15



severak 25.4.2017 00:04:11




severak 18.4.2017 21:44:08

arachnescurse:

awaywardmind:

new genre concept: soft apocalypse

the world as we know it has ended and mother nature starts taking back what’s hers. there are no zombies or cannibals or murderous bandits. the most valued members of the community are those who know how to garden and farm, sew and weave, treat wounds, work wood or build with bricks, cook from scratch. 

people bond together to begin rebuilding instead of killing each other. everyone teaches each other whatever they do know and works together to figure out the stuff none of them know. books become incredibly valued resources because they’re often the only way to learn critical information. if someone is elderly, disabled, or otherwise unable to work at the same level as most of the community, they’re taken care of by the others, not told any sort of “survival of the fittest” bs.

as the generations ware on, communities begin expanding into small cities. some of the settlements even find ways to repurpose solar or wind power on a small scale and have electricity in some of their buildings. storytellers wander the countryside telling tales of the old world in return for some hot stew or a place to rest for the night, and the mythos of the new world start to incorporate elements of the past. the only thing that remains constant is that humans survive, and they do it by working together.

MAY I INTRODUCE YOU TO YOKOHAMA KAIDASHI KIKOU

A CHILL AF MANGA ABOUT A ROBOT LADY RUNNING A COFFEE SHOP DURING THE DECLINE OF HUMANITY WHERE EVERYONE IS SUPER NICE AND HAPPY AND IT’S JUST REALLY LOVELY

IT IS LEGIT ONE OF MY FAVORITE SCI-FI WORKS AND A HUGE INSPIRATION FOR MY WRITING

IF YOU LIKE A QUIET END OF THE WORLD PLEASE CHECK IT OUT BLESS


severak 21.3.2017 00:22:31

clevermanka:

nehirose:

jeza-red:

This is a painting of Jacek Malczewski called simply ‘Death’ and it’s my favourite personification of death in any medium. 

She’s not creepy or scary, or sexy, or abstract. She is this thick woman with worn hands, dressed as normal, with a non-stylised scythe and pins in her hair: like a farmer’s wife that just came form the field and rests against the wall, catching some sun. She is not creeping about the dying one holding her scythe over their head, she is just there, calmly waiting her turn. 

This painting always fills me with peace and optimism when I think about death. She is just there, outside the window, in no hurry at all, sensible and down to earth. I can live with that.

please, please.

I ship her with Truth Coming Out of Her Well.


severak 21.3.2017 00:18:16

znak na Patriarszych Prudach "zabrania się rozmowy z nieznajomymi" czyli Bułhakow w Moskwie 


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