I always marvel at the humans’ ability to keep going. They always manage to stagger on even with tears streaming down their faces.
- Markus Zusak, “The Book Thief”  (via mirroir)

(Source: rudy-and-liesel)

春的使者 by JiangNan Dream

That man is the product of causes which had no prevision of the end they were achieving; that his origin, his growth, his hopes and fears, his loves and his beliefs, are but the outcome of accidental collocations of atoms; that no fire, no heroism, no intensity of thought and feeling, can preserve an individual life beyond the grave; that all the labors of the ages, all the devotion, all the inspiration, all the noonday brightness of human genius, are destined to extinction in the vast death of the solar system, and that the whole temple of man’s achievement must inevitably be buried beneath the debris of a universe in ruins – all these things, if not quite beyond dispute, are yet so nearly certain that no philosophy which rejects them can hope to stand. Only within the scaffolding of these truths, only on the firm foundation of unyielding despair, can the soul’s salvation henceforth be safely built.
- Bertrand Russell


The Final Moments Of Regina Kay Walters

Regina Kay Walters was a 14-year-old girl from Pasadena, Texas, who was murdered by a notorious serial killer, Robert Ben Rhoades. One of three victims—although Rhoades claims to have killed more—Walters was the unfortunate exception in the way Rhoades toyed with her. Rhodes cut her hair, dressed her up, and took pictures of her in distress—the most saddening of which is the picture you see above.
Robert Ben Rhoades was captured in September 1992, but not before taking two more lives. He was sentenced to life without parole and remains imprisoned in Texas to this day.
The picture of this young girl in her final moments—dressed, altered, and stranded with a monster like Rhoades—is a difficult thing to look at. The forceful nature of the lens being pointed at Walters and the look of desperation on her face make this picture a hideous display in human torture—a cat playing with a mouse. An image that will forever mark the breaking of one man’s psyche.


Where have all the flowers gone? by thsousa on Flickr.


nothing tangible is permanent by ~BostonBill~
 found photo. This is not mine. By chance, a couple of years ago I stumbled upon this photo on someone’s individual web site. The guy who posted it was a self-proclaimed “dumpster diver” and he had successfully rescued this fine photo from the trash during a then recent haul. I got in touch with the dumpster diver to see if perhaps he would consider selling this piece. It would have made a nice addition to my personal collection. Even though he saw enough value in it to save this photo from almost certain destruction, he was somewhat surprised at my offer to purchase it. Unfortunately, the dumpster diver had just recently changed residences at the time and he apparently discarded this photo while packing. He’s still looking. I’m still looking also. Some things are just not meant to be. Alas, even though it is not for me to keep, I thought I would share nonetheless. I checked with the dumpster diver to get his approval. He thought it was a great idea. Oh, and if you happen to come across this photo someday, I’m still interested.


I feel this on a very spiritual level