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shelter from the storm. photos by mark tipple for “the underwater project

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Lights in tower blocks show the Cyrillic abbreviation for the Soviet Union, Moscow, Russia, 1977.

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Isometrical Drawing of the Gettysburg Battle-Field, 1863. via
Happy 130th birthday Franz Kafka. 
"Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy."
"A book must be the ax for the frozen sea within us."


Antonius Eisenhoit (around 1553-1603)… print …Haeresis Dea… 1589

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Saw this in the trash outside my building. 
"Think Like a Thin Person - Hypnotic Suggestions for Behavior Modification" 

A collection of photos from Chernobyl, Pripyat and the surrounding area. Part 2 of 3.

The top photo is a picture of the Chernobyl nuclear plant from the top of a Pripyat hotel. 

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After succumbing to a fever of some sort in 1705, Irish woman Margorie McCall was hastily buried to prevent the spread of whatever had done her in. Margorie was buried with a valuable ring, which her husband had been unable to remove due to swelling. This made her an even better target for body snatchers, who could cash in on both the corpse and the ring.
The evening after Margorie was buried, before the soil had even settled, the grave-robbers showed up and started digging. Unable to pry the ring off the finger, they decided to cut the finger off. As soon as blood was drawn, Margorie awoke from her coma, sat straight up and screamed.
The fate of the grave-robbers remains unknown. One story says the men dropped dead on the spot, while another claims they fled and never returned to their chosen profession.
Margorie climbed out of the hole and made her way back to her home.
Her husband John, a doctor, was at home with the children when he heard a knock at the door. He told the children, “If your mother were still alive, I’d swear that was her knock.”
When he opened the door to find his wife standing there, dressed in her burial clothes, blood dripping from her finger but very much alive, he dropped dead to the floor. He was buried in the plot Margorie had vacated.
Margorie went on to re-marry and have several children. When she did finally die, she was returned to Shankill Cemetery in Lurgan, Ireland, where her gravestone still stands. It bears the inscription “Lived Once, Buried Twice.”
Happy Father’s day to all the musical Dads out there.

Aerials in the sky

The Altar of the Magus in Antero Alli’s To Dream of Falling Upwards.


  The delicate paper cuting art of  Hina Aoyama

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