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O ye that drink of the brine of your desire, ye are nigh to madness! Your torture increaseth as ye drink, yet still ye drink. Come up through the creeks to the fresh water; I shall be waiting for you with my kisses.
Aleister Crowley, “Liber LXV” (via hijodelagua)

旅に病で

Fallen ill on the journey

夢は枯野を

My feverish dreams

かけ廻る

run wild in the rotten wilderness

Matsuo Bashō  (1644 – 1694), poet of the Edo period in Japan. During his lifetime, Bashō was recognized for his works in the collaborative haikai no renga form; today, after centuries of commentary, he is recognized as the greatest master of haiku (at the time called hokku). Although he did not compose any formal death poem on his deathbed, this one, being the last poem recorded during his final illness, is generally accepted as his poem of farewell. |x| (via paribanou)

i love you


Great Anarch and Monarch of Not.

Great Anarch and Monarch of Not.