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“So I say to you, those who are lost and find your weary way to my torchlight, and in your cold seek to share what you have though it be little, I gladly exchange your favor for mine. For I know what it is to be lost. And I know what it is to be alone.”
—(via faefire)
maickydriel:

S. Michele si prepara x la grande battaglia

maickydriel:

S. Michele si prepara x la grande battaglia

theumbrellaseller:

lucifer speaks in his own voice

sure as i am
of the seraphim
folding wing
so am i certain of a
graceful bed
and a soft caress
along my long belly
at endtime it was
to be
i who was called son
if only of the morning
saw that some must walk or all will crawl
so slithered into earth
and seized the serpent in
the animals i became
the lord of snake for
adam and for eve
i the only lucifer
light-bringer
created out of fire
illuminate i could
and so
illuminate i did

— Lucille Clifton

19thcenturyboyfriend:

Arthur Kampf

The devil led him up to a high place and showed him in an instant all the kingdoms of the world and said to him, “To you I will give all this authority and their glory, for it has been delivered to me, and I give it to whom I will.” (Luke 4:5-6)

19thcenturyboyfriend:

Arthur Kampf

The devil led him up to a high place and showed him in an instant all the kingdoms of the world and said to him, “To you I will give all this authority and their glory, for it has been delivered to me, and I give it to whom I will.” (Luke 4:5-6)

dellamortdellamor:

Plague by CBedford

dellamortdellamor:

Plague by CBedford

“i keep dreaming of angels,
of their massive, winged hulls
lined with the scars that they earned,
like medals for tattered soldiers,
when they crash-landed on earth.

(they were sent down to keep us safe;
to kiss the heroin-addicts in their sleep—
but their skin cracks in their ache to escape,
back to the heavenly and the divine)

i keep dreaming of angels,
of their natural tendency to destroy.
and in the darkness of the nightmare
when i wake, i keep seeing their shadows
burned like tattoos in my retinas,
blindingly bright.

i keep my hands held in front of me,
praying for salvation
or an apocalyptic decimation.”
they arrived by the flock, l.c. (via keyboardghost)
oxofantioch:

I had a dream about the war in Heaven, and Michael was about to don his armor before the final battle. He looked at it for a while before taking his cloak and fastening it through his clavicle bones. And that’s why you should always drink and read the Book of Revelation before bed.

oxofantioch:

I had a dream about the war in Heaven, and Michael was about to don his armor before the final battle. He looked at it for a while before taking his cloak and fastening it through his clavicle bones. And that’s why you should always drink and read the Book of Revelation before bed.

“My imagination will get me a passport to hell one day.”

Steinbeck, John. East of Eden. (via wordsnquotes)

and I intend to dream as much as I can.