Santa Fridalupe

 "Icon (Frida y Mono), "Acrylic and gold leaf on panel, 20x24, by Alisa Proctor

Proctor, Alisa. Senora Nuestra Fridalupe (with Diego). 2009.

The Unknown

John Charles Dollman — The Unknown — circa 1900

Gob-Stoppers

The Magician Commands the Idols to Dance

She Shows Her Face Most Wholly

Chimp Brains Don’t Shrink with Age

"Unlike human brains, chimpanzee brains don’t get smaller as they age, suggesting that pronounced neurological decline is a uniquely human byproduct of our oversized brains and extreme longevity."

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Monkeys Talk About Religion

Visionary Monkey Tattoo

Source: http://paradisetattoogathering.com/Tattoos/Religious_tattoos/tattoos_37046.html

Perennial

Rummy Knows

"Oh my goodness gracious, what you can buy off the Internet in terms of overhead photography. A trained ape can know an awful lot of what is going on in this world, just by punching on his mouse, for a relatively modest cost." 
-- Donald Rumsfeld

Axelrod Blames Fall of Presidential Seal on Witchcraft

She Flows and Gnos and Never Goes

Flying Casket #1

She Waits

Forget Never: Blessed Aesther is the Queen of All

I am your weapons and your Light

I am the harm which you inflict.

I am your brilliance and frustration.

I'm the nuclear bombs if they're to hit.

I am your immaturity and your indignance.

I am your misfits and your praised.

I am your doubt and your conviction.

I am your charity and your rape.

I am your grasping and expectation.

I see you averting your glances.

I see you cheering on the war.

I see you ignoring your children,

And I love you still.

And I love you still.

I am your joy and your regret.

I am your fury and your elation.

I am your yearning and your sweat.

I am your faithless and your religion.

I see you altering history.

I see you abusing the land.

I see you, your selective amnesia,

And I love you still.

And I love you still.

I am your tragedy and your fortune.

I am your crisis and delight.

I am your profits and your prophets.

I am your art, I am your vice.

I am your death and your decisions.

I am your passion and your plight.

I am your sickness and convalescence.

I am your weapons and your light.

I see you holding your grudges.

I see you gunning them down.

I see you silencing your sisters,

And I love you still.

And I love you still.

I see you lie to your country.

I see you forcing them out.

I see you blaming each other,

And I love you still.

And I love you still

Now you know

Invictus

One Within

Gar andar amad avval ham bidar shud

Agar cih dar ma’ad az dar bidar shud

“He returns to the door from which he first came out,

although in his journey he went from door to door.”

from "Garden of Secrets" by Sheikh Mahmoud Shabestari

 

 

The Fire of Alchemy