Da Vinci
(via howtobreathee)
"This morning I woke up in a curfew Oh god, I was a prisoner too - yeah Could not recognise the faces standing over me They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality How many rivers do we have to cross Before we can talk to the boss All that we got seems lost We must have really paid the cost"
- Bob Marley - Burnin’ And Lootin’
From John Bulwer’s Chirologia: or the naturall language of the hand. Composed of the speaking motions, and discoursing gestures thereof. Whereunto is added Chironomia: or, the art of manuall rhetoricke. Consisting of the naturall expressions, digested by art in the hand, as the chiefest instrument of eloquence. London: Thomas Harper. 1644.
Frank Stella, New Madrid, 1961 (via rhapsodical)
“Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown;
Let us possess one world; each hath one, and is one.”from John Donne’s The Good Morrow
(photo via fer1972, Tkliwi nihiliści)
Thomas Wright, An Original Theory or New Hypothesis of the Universe (1750)
