Uncharted
How many poems sleep in dictionaries
buried like needles in hay?
Anna Kamieńska, from Dictionaries\ (via mirroir)
departmentsofmysteries:


[x] 

Agent Sparrow Field Notes: April 22nd, 2001 
Magical portraits in Islington are refusing to be contained within their frames, but instead are spilling through into three-dimensional space. Typhus Jugson, enthusiastic local collector, has been flooded out of his home by a painting of the Caribbean, while neighbor Anatolia Mulciber has been assailed by wayward subjects of a portrait of the Little Hangleton Lethifold massacre of 1872. In one instance, a fully-formed human figure has emerged from a portrait and produced fragments of speech. 
The Department is attempting to zero in on the nature of the anomaly so that it may be reproduced.

departmentsofmysteries:

[x]

Agent Sparrow Field Notes: April 22nd, 2001 

Magical portraits in Islington are refusing to be contained within their frames, but instead are spilling through into three-dimensional space. Typhus Jugson, enthusiastic local collector, has been flooded out of his home by a painting of the Caribbean, while neighbor Anatolia Mulciber has been assailed by wayward subjects of a portrait of the Little Hangleton Lethifold massacre of 1872. In one instance, a fully-formed human figure has emerged from a portrait and produced fragments of speech.

The Department is attempting to zero in on the nature of the anomaly so that it may be reproduced.

If I can talk to you and not be judged, reblog this.
majortvjunkie:

college

majortvjunkie:

college

That is one thing we must not say. A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic - on a level with the man who says he is a poached egg - or else he would be the Devil of Hell. You must make your choice. Either this man was, and is, the Son of God: or else a madman or something worse. You can shut Him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. But let us not come with any patronizing non-sense about His being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us. He did not intend to.
C. S. Lewis (via peterdwebb)
The moment you have a self at all, there is a possibility of putting yourself first - wanting to be the center - wanting to be God, in fact. That was the sin of Satan: and that was the sin he taught the human race. Some people think the fall of man had something to do with sex, but that is a mistake…what Satan put into the heads of our remote ancestors was the idea that they ‘could be like Gods’ - could set up on their own as if they had created themselves - be their own masters - invent some sort of happiness for themselves outside God, apart from God. And out of that hopeless attempt has come nearly all that we call human history—money, poverty, ambition, war, prostitution, classes, empires, slavery—the long terrible story of man trying to find something other than God which will make him happy.
C.S. Lewis, ‘Mere Christianity’ (via snakpakurthecoolest)
Reblog if it is 104% okay to come to your ask and just say ‘Hi can we be friends’ and then start asking you random questions.

reverse-mermaid:

gambitia:

There are some authors who take days or months to choose their characters’ names, trying to find the exact string of syllables to represent everything the character is.

And then there’s Terry Pratchett, whose method seems to be throwing open a dictionary and choosing the first word he sees.

"Moist?  Yep.  Gonna write three books about a dude named Moist" — Terry Pratchett, probably

            

comicbookkissyface:

Stephanie…you’re perfect.
Batgirl #3

comicbookkissyface:

Stephanie…you’re perfect.

Batgirl #3

onlylolgifs:

this is how you exit an interview

onlylolgifs:

this is how you exit an interview