the-writers-ramblings:

mythology series  the bride of death persephone [Περσεφόνη]

i was a heavy heart to carry
my beloved was weighed down

my arms around his neck
my fingers laced to crown

i was a heavy heart to carry
my feet dragged across ground

and he took me to the river

where he slowly let me drown

saltcitycycles:

Honda GL200 – It’s been a while since I’ve posted due to some big life changes. It’s only fitting that this should be the first bike I post back from my hiatus. The story behind it hits so close to home as of late. Please hit the link on over to Pipeburn and read the article.

Peace & Grease, Jacob

Sixteen months ago, I, Robert Capa, and a crew of seven left earth frozen in a solar winter. Our payload; a stellar bomb with a mass equivalent to Manhattan Island. Our purpose; to create a star within a star. Eight astronauts, strapped to the back of a bomb. My bomb. Welome to the Icarus II.

My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.

Charles Bukowski (via nadashannon)