Shibuya – Tokyo, Japan
Tag: humanity
On November 4, 1918, Wilfred Owen (b. March 18, 1893) was killed in action. Owen wrote some of the best poetry on World War I, with imagery that unflinchingly details the terrors of trenches and gas warfare. Imbued with confidence from mentor Siegfried Sassoon, much of his poetry also refuses to shy away from his feelings as a gay man. A mere five of his poems were published during his lifetime. When Owen died one week before the Armistice, he was only 25 years old.
humans: all of humanity is cruel and will never inconvenience themselves or others just to be kind or good.
also humans: [display kindness in the weirdest situations, no matter whether dangerous or completely and endearingly mundane]
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she’s like a beautiful norse god come to life and she controls the cows
she’s actually Swedish artist and singer Jonna Jinton and she’s singing
Kulning, an ancient Swedish herding call
Throwback painting. I may or may not try doing something like that soon again, been missing those loose painterly images i used to do on daily basis way back when.
posted on Instagram – http://bit.ly/2N0x9Jq
It’s September, it’s my birth month, and I like to think that humans celebrate the anniversary of their existence on earth not because being born is a monumental feat but because as humans, we can always rebirth ourselves. If we feel we must be born again, then we will bear it all.
Moami 