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Blast\\Perception

Know home is always within. Though the journey outward may be long and frightening, the key and the door are always in possession.

joeltron-firstblood:

I already miss Sydney and my @firstbloodsyd crew, but DAMMMNNN it feels good to be back with my two girls @naepier and @opalheartpiercing

Here’s a 14g @anatometalinc cluster philtrum on my buddy Adam to celebrate happy fun times!!

#bodypiercing #sydney #australia #InternalThreadTitanium #ProfessionalPiercing #BodyModification #safepiercing #bodyjewelry #mybodymod #bodyjewellery #joeltron #JoeltronDotCom #bodymods

deadinmagazines:

Wearin’ these today!

bluepueblo:

Stone Cabin, Montana

photo via hegure

namesofthedead:

Thank you wings of desire for this. 1pt resurrection at Oslo suscon. Photo by Joona Lehtinen.

I always thought death would come on the freeway in a few horrifying moments, so you’d have no time to sort it out. Having months and months to look at it and think about it and talk to people and hear what they have to say, it’s a kind of blessing. It’s certainly an opportunity to grow up and get a grip and sort it all out. Just being told by an unsmiling guy in a white coat that you’re going to be dead in four months definitely turns on the lights. … It makes life rich and poignant. When it first happened, and I got these diagnoses, I could see the light of eternity, a la William Blake, shining through every leaf. I mean, a bug walking across the ground moved me to tears.


~ Terence Mckenna, not long before his death
(via vividpretence)

We have been to the moon, we have charted the depths of the ocean and the heart of the atom, but we have a fear of looking inward to ourselves because we sense that is where all the contradictions flow together

Terence McKenna (via thefacethatlaunched1000shits)

Drugs induce paranoia and psychosis in people who have never taken any.

Terence McKenna (via art-is-recovery)

You’re fucking crazy! I love it. Own it. Be exactly that. You are the embodiment of everything you bring into this world. You’re filling rooms and captivating my attention. This whole room is yours, it’s fallen silent in observation, we’re feeling you, we’re moved and will never be the same. The air quakes as transparent metallic specks of energy vibrate. Silver waves undulate. You are the charged energy of this room or rather it is you. I feel it seeping in. You are euphoria. All the information the universe has to offer is inside each of us. We each emanate in different ways to different observers by different methods. You overwhelm me attacking all at one, every sense occupied into blockage. Thoughts racing, cognition unable to keep up. The cloud of information’s a shroud, clarity’s  lost to it. Obsession gained. To much, decrepitated and something gone, focus, lost, connections lost. Everything became separated, a desolate world with objects stood starkly alone with empty space between them. The source flowed and I drew in to great. It’s painfully slow and I fear permanent loss still often enough to be unwell. The changed perception I’m coming to be grateful of though still fear to in what it shows. yet it is truth. Truth in the end gives us what we need. Accept what is and work with it. I’ll be with you again when I do I’ll use some measure of self restraint.

Nothing lasts but nothing is lost.
You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.

Terence McKenna (via professor-paradise)