Dogbane Beetle Conscious Lotus
dirtyflowerchild:

nedahoyin:

queenqueerqutie:


Martin Bauendahl

Real life vs Societal expectations

Wow..


Love love love boobies!!!

dirtyflowerchild:

nedahoyin:

queenqueerqutie:

Martin Bauendahl

Real life vs Societal expectations

Wow..

Love love love boobies!!!

(Source: denicedenice)

The Rio Caño Cristales - most colorful river (caused by algae and moss seen through the water), Colombia.

(Source: kelledia)

labsinthe:

"Serenading Sienna" Sienna Miller photographed by Alasdair McLellan for Pop 2007

labsinthe:

"Serenading Sienna" Sienna Miller photographed by Alasdair McLellan for Pop 2007

orchid-a-day:

Dracula inaequalis
Syn.: Masdevallia inaequalis; Masdevallia carderi; Dracula carderi
September 9, 2014 

orchid-a-day:

Dracula inaequalis

Syn.: Masdevallia inaequalis; Masdevallia carderi; Dracula carderi

September 9, 2014 

parazitte:

Etienne Jules Marey (1830-1904) 


vogue russia september 2013 by julia noni

vogue russia september 2013 by julia noni

(Source: japhne)

antitacta:

Andrew Paciorek, Vlad the Impaler.
I raise my eyes at dead of night I hear the silence moulding my body I hear the damp and living ground throbbing I belong to it. I'm the guardian of this land, I'm Dracula, Prince of Walacchia. My name is synonymous with fear and terror which I sowed and grew and which I fed on. I led an army of dead soldiers that I myself had raised from their graves. I spread death and destruction. Stifling smell of blood and excrements, desperate cries, sobs. Thousands of corpses rotted in the sun. Thousands of poles rose as I passed. My head beheaded and laid down. The law: my law. I was Vlad, the Impaler, nobody could obstruct my path. And the powerful Turks come in crowds. And the new forest came up, forest of fright and blood. And the sultan of gold and silk came with his numerous army, thousand of persons were horribly impaled and crowds came, crowds of enemies. And at the end I was surrounded. Chill, blood, horror of an irrepressible slaughter. By then I was a prince without land. And from the ground a whisper, the whisper of the dead, rose: Dracula, please, come back!- Under the Sign of The Red Dragon, Ossian

antitacta:

Andrew Paciorek, Vlad the Impaler.

I raise my eyes at dead of night I hear the silence moulding my body I hear the damp and living ground throbbing I belong to it. I'm the guardian of this land, I'm Dracula, Prince of Walacchia. My name is synonymous with fear and terror which I sowed and grew and which I fed on. I led an army of dead soldiers that I myself had raised from their graves. I spread death and destruction. Stifling smell of blood and excrements, desperate cries, sobs. Thousands of corpses rotted in the sun. Thousands of poles rose as I passed. My head beheaded and laid down. The law: my law. I was Vlad, the Impaler, nobody could obstruct my path. And the powerful Turks come in crowds. And the new forest came up, forest of fright and blood. And the sultan of gold and silk came with his numerous army, thousand of persons were horribly impaled and crowds came, crowds of enemies. And at the end I was surrounded. Chill, blood, horror of an irrepressible slaughter. By then I was a prince without land. And from the ground a whisper, the whisper of the dead, rose: Dracula, please, come back!

- Under the Sign of The Red Dragon, Ossian