My own beautiful place.

iwantchocolatenow:

Laying in bed staring at the moon outside my window.
It’s so bright.
The clouds have formed a ring around it.
I can see the details of the clouds, the shadows and curves caused by the light of the moon.
It’s so bright, shining silver.
And now it’s gone, taken whole by the clouds.
No, not gone, covered up.
But not covered up, just blocked from view.
The moon is bright, it’s light is visible.

(Source: day-glow)

holdsasmile:

brain-food: 


Here is a Georgia State Trooper in riot gear at a KKK protest in a north Georgia city back in the 80s. The Trooper is black. Standing in front of him and touching his shield is a curious little boy dressed in a Klan hood and robe. I have stared at this picture and wondered what must have been going through that Trooper’s mind. Before the Trooper is an innocent child who is being taught to hate him because of the color of his skin. The child doesn’t understand what he is being taught, and at this point he doesn’t seem to care. Like any other child his curiosity takes hold and he wants to explore this new thing that this man is holding probably because he can see his reflection in it and that’s a neat thing and he wants to check it out. In this picture I see innocence mixed with hate, the irony of a black man protecting the right of white people to assemble in protest against him, temperance in the face of ignorance, and hope that racism can be broken because this young boy may remember that a black man smiled at him once and he didn’t seem so bad after all.
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Wow. 

holdsasmile:

brain-food

Here is a Georgia State Trooper in riot gear at a KKK protest in a north Georgia city back in the 80s. The Trooper is black. Standing in front of him and touching his shield is a curious little boy dressed in a Klan hood and robe. I have stared at this picture and wondered what must have been going through that Trooper’s mind. Before the Trooper is an innocent child who is being taught to hate him because of the color of his skin. The child doesn’t understand what he is being taught, and at this point he doesn’t seem to care. Like any other child his curiosity takes hold and he wants to explore this new thing that this man is holding probably because he can see his reflection in it and that’s a neat thing and he wants to check it out. In this picture I see innocence mixed with hate, the irony of a black man protecting the right of white people to assemble in protest against him, temperance in the face of ignorance, and hope that racism can be broken because this young boy may remember that a black man smiled at him once and he didn’t seem so bad after all.

(Picture source)
(Paragraph source)

Wow. 

(via day-glow)

bitchville:
The Olly Moss Art Show @ Gallery 1988For  the past 6 months Olly has been making paper-cut silhouettes of his  favorite pop culture icons. They were displayed in an exhibition at  Gallery 1988 that opened on May 7th and will run for around three weeks and ends on May 20, 2011. Here are some photos of the show.
www.ollymoss.comwww.moss.fmwww.nineteeneightyeight.com

bitchville:

The Olly Moss Art Show @ Gallery 1988
For the past 6 months Olly has been making paper-cut silhouettes of his favorite pop culture icons. They were displayed in an exhibition at Gallery 1988 that opened on May 7th and will run for around three weeks and ends on May 20, 2011. Here are some photos of the show.

www.ollymoss.com
www.moss.fm
www.nineteeneightyeight.com

(via day-glow)