Tiers Esprit

The view (Taken with GifBoom)

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 18:21:08 -0400

The view
(Taken with GifBoom)

In ma mooooouuuuuthhh!!! (Taken with GifBoom)

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 17:11:43 -0400

In ma mooooouuuuuthhh!!! (Taken with GifBoom)

Photo

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 12:05:28 -0400

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Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:40:39 -0400

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Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:36:28 -0400

bluesey: Neon paintings from Louise McNaught

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:33:48 -0400

bluesey:

Neon paintings from Louise McNaught

atavus: Rebecca Stevenson - Cold Rose, 2001

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:33:29 -0400

atavus:

Rebecca Stevenson - Cold Rose, 2001

dystopiantt: Naked reasons ≡ 3Alexander Photography

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:31:47 -0400

dystopiantt:

Naked reasons ≡ 3Alexander Photography

dystopiantt: lanes

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:29:14 -0400

dystopiantt:

lanes

dystopiantt: winsome

Fri, 22 Mar 2013 23:28:44 -0400

dystopiantt:

winsome

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Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:40:01 -0400

watched this last night

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:37:02 -0400

watched this last night

fantaween: man bubbles is fucking metal

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:36:26 -0400

fantaween:

man bubbles is fucking metal

The Mill

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:34:06 -0400

The Mill

This Prurient behavior
Neglects to need a Saviour
Obeisance will arraign you
When none but two sustain you
Extirpations venue opened wide
Old Bailey’s molded mind then tried
Cornwall’s unexceptional men
Who had no belief back then

-Tiers Esprit

(this one was written as an homage to John Stuart Mill. I found while reading his works a passage referencing three atheists who were denied a right to a trial because not believing in the courts god makes their words unreliable.) Also there is some personal commentary in this about the religion I grew up in, tell me if u spot it.

been posted before but still love it

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:29:46 -0400

‎#26
Chasing after Atheistic Dreams
Tantric Agnostic is what it seems
When you decided that which was real
Was only what you thought that you could feel
Sit back relax and take this magic pill
And watch the universe unfold within the will

Cast off the rod of Calvin’s Horror
It can’t affect you anymore

What was sin in their eyes
You’ll never compromise
And so now you despise
The truth that was lies

Dry out the water of their immersion
For it’s the symbol of their perversion
When there’s Nothing left for you to purge and
You can stand before the holy virgin
Shake her hand and emerge in
Light understand is what I’m urgin’

tune out sounds of tv’s hypnotism
hear renown of phoenix born in schism
Rise up and design a better nation
When alls refined marvel at creation
From lips just hedonic respiration
From fingertips mechanistic realization

Rail on medias consumer vile
Time to judge in a peer juried trial

What was thought good advice
We will now exorcise
To destroy this our vice
And awareness realize

Now heed what the senators are sayin’
Control all the things for which you’re payin’
Only movin’ forward on our way when
Make a vote; make the bed that you lay in
People make this day din
Otherwise depression we can stay in

-Tiers Esprit

here's a favorite

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:28:20 -0400

‎#28
Sapiosexual lust engulfs the mind
The unaligned heart resonates in kind
Impressions of thoughts they never knew
Lead them to acts they would never do
Unrequited obsession fuels infernal fire
Sharp flicking tongues self-effacing funeral pyre
The lissome, lithe, limber, and nimble nymph
Left him medicated, malleable,
A marionette in maudlin maelstrom
Meagerly muttering malediction
Mendacious to this fiction

-Tiers Esprit

A Vacillation

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:27:25 -0400

From the peace atop the mountain of chaos, I tear myself apart descending into orders depravity. One step, then another. The paucity of speech, vacillations of intent; natural dismay to artificial calm. Mundane selfhood dissolved, dilute, dismissed. Echoes of eras past drowned out by the cacophony of the present and the trumpeting howls of the future. Are we better than we once were, with our silent tranquility replaced with opiates of sound and hallucinations of light. The casual happiness once attained, tainted by supplies demand. A hawk floats beyond the sun and out of sight.

-Tiers Esprit

lotus roots

Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:26:22 -0400

lotus roots in my soul, and a blossom in my mind. Repeats the question whole, “how am ‘I’ defined?” Gross matter, etherial breathe, pure sensation or perceptions depth? I forgot how to begin, and so the end worries me. I’ll just take in the sin, and let the worries be. Long in the dark rooms of solitudes judgement. Long in the loneliness of metropolitan anonymity. Yearning for the primitive, that rectifies corruption. The dark untamed night, paranoia settles in, the light sleep of the animal I am and have always been. Meditation or vain imagination offers little rest, to the concerns always weighing down the cells like grapes get pressed. And all of this is rightly so, for if ever peace should come, I would not the world to know all I have not done.

-Tiers Esprit

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Sat, 23 Feb 2013 12:49:33 -0500

spiritual-dimensions: Namaste <3

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 17:18:48 -0500

spiritual-dimensions:

Namaste

<3