to move up and down
beauty
(Source: frankocean)
(Source: futurastic, via frankocean)
(Source: sillyjackalope, via invisions)
wheel in the sky
$100
‘three faces of overstanding’
17x24
100
‘Systematic overthrow of the underclass’
17x24
100$
listen…
‘hate street’
17x24
100
‘the triple gem’
17x24
100$
‘skrap asor’
17x24
100$
17x24
100$
Burnt
that hole burnt right through me and kept burning. i looked deep into the chasm and saw something unimaginable. the beginning and the end of time staring each other in the face, gnashing their teeth and dripping sweat against the chains that keep them bound. deep, deep in the chasm the rest of time skipped dreamily by, only jostled by certain eruptions of the spirit. dancing to its own drummer, with 10 billion beats per minute.
drunk on knowledge and grasping at infinity my mind spun into an automatic meltdown. tossing and turning and totally burning, volcanic ash filled my eyes. tears of hot steam rushed upwards through my eyelashes, stinging my forehead and drowning me in dizziness. for a time i wandered in wonder, until i was struck by a strange light, that of which was no color i had ever seen before. there are no words for colors that do not exsist. only smells, and this smelled vaguely of spicy perfumes burning on a desert candle deep in the chasm of time, where it snapped its jaws and strained against the chains that held it in place.
