"Nature is satan’s church."
— Antichrist by Lars von Trier
scratches the skin of the organised hills
an edged nothing begins to prune
let’s live like the light that kills
— E. E. Cummings, Let’s live suddenly without thinking (via whyallcaps)
I sing love songs
and carry steel.
I would rather die than cry.
I hang my head
against the white refrigerator
and want to scream like
the last weeping of life forever
I am bigger than the mountains.
— Charles Bukowski, Trapped (via whyallcaps)