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tamburina:

First microseconds of atomic blast.
We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that one way or another.
J. Robert Oppenheimer

tamburina:

First microseconds of atomic blast.

We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that one way or another.

J. Robert Oppenheimer

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And so it began. (via Moebius)

And so it began. (via Moebius)

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jacobvanloon:

Mistletoe  
10x8”
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jacobvanloon:

Mistletoe 

10x8”

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throughsludge:

Комаровград!

throughsludge:

Комаровград!

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1963 Immolation of Thich Quang Duc. Chilling.

‎”In  1963, after suppressing internal revolts, President of South Vietnam  Ngo Dinh Diem was widely seen as a totalitarian. Though he depended  largely on US aid, Diem refused to be counselled by them on his handling  of the war, which was lea…ding to genocide. In June, Buddhists revolted at Hué and Saigon, which Roman Catholic Diem used military force to disperse.On  the 21st, the monks showed their anger by a rally in Saigon. A 73-year  old Thich Quang Duc sat crossed legged in the centre of a human circle. A  monk poured gasoline on him. With a look of serenity, Quang Duc struck a  match at 9:22 AM. As flames engulfed his body, he made not a single cry  or a muscle. In his will he wrote to President asking him to be kind  and tolerant towards his people.”(via Iconic Photos)

1963 Immolation of Thich Quang Duc. Chilling.

‎”In 1963, after suppressing internal revolts, President of South Vietnam Ngo Dinh Diem was widely seen as a totalitarian. Though he depended largely on US aid, Diem refused to be counselled by them on his handling of the war, which was leading to genocide. In June, Buddhists revolted at Hué and Saigon, which Roman Catholic Diem used military force to disperse.

On the 21st, the monks showed their anger by a rally in Saigon. A 73-year old Thich Quang Duc sat crossed legged in the centre of a human circle. A monk poured gasoline on him. With a look of serenity, Quang Duc struck a match at 9:22 AM. As flames engulfed his body, he made not a single cry or a muscle. In his will he wrote to President asking him to be kind and tolerant towards his people.”

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thejewelrysheller:

canisfamiliaris:

The most subversive protest of all: An Egyptian protestor kisses a riot police officer.
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This will be one of the photos of the year.

thejewelrysheller:

canisfamiliaris:

The most subversive protest of all: An Egyptian protestor kisses a riot police officer.

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This will be one of the photos of the year.

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queenofthieves:

“only fools are enslaved by time and space”

queenofthieves:

“only fools are enslaved by time and space”

theairtightgarage:

Upon A Star
Page 28

theairtightgarage:

Upon A Star

Page 28

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Anyone know who this is by?

Anyone know who this is by?

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Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past, I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear. From Frank Herbert’s Dune (via mnmal)