When burning man is closed
Thy soul shall find itself alone
‘Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone —
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy:
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness — for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee — and their will
Shall then overshadow thee: be still.
Don’t……move….
Horror movies have always been my favorite vice. I’ll watch anything, the more campy the better.
Hope you enjoy my photography!
Boys will be boys…
I fold you clothes with your body still in’em
“
If I could tell the story in words, I wouldn’t need to lug around a camera.
Lewis Hine
”
— (via highcupcake)
I cannot recall why I died this last time.
Good luck…
