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fro5ty:

bookspaintandfireflies:

thetimetravelersguidetothegalaxy:

cunt-punch39:


Til death do us part

This might be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

Okay, guys, I know I said I was going to bed but can I just point out one little thing here?
Do you notice how it’s blurry at the beginning and suddenly sharpens at the end?
When it’s blurry, it’s because when you’re in love, you supposedly don’t see anything other than the person you love.
And when it sharpens, it’s because the world has come back into focus now that their loved one is gone.
SYMBOLISM.

Yes. 

woah

fro5ty:

bookspaintandfireflies:

thetimetravelersguidetothegalaxy:

cunt-punch39:

Til death do us part

This might be the coolest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

Okay, guys, I know I said I was going to bed but can I just point out one little thing here?

Do you notice how it’s blurry at the beginning and suddenly sharpens at the end?

When it’s blurry, it’s because when you’re in love, you supposedly don’t see anything other than the person you love.

And when it sharpens, it’s because the world has come back into focus now that their loved one is gone.

SYMBOLISM.

Yes. 

woah

sixpenceee

sixpenceee:

Tombe de la Famille Raspail

François Vincent Raspail was a prominent figure in 18th century France. He was a doctor, chemist as well as a politician. He got into trouble more than once for his socialist ideas He referred to prison as his second home.

He is buried in the same grave as his wife, Henriette Troussot (1799-1853), Jules Emile Raspail (1831-1887), engineer, and François Vincent Raspail (1823-1899), painter, engraver. The tomb is decorated with a representation of a spectrum as a shroud, one hand clinging to the bars representing the ghost of Mrs. Raspail who died during the imprisonment of her husband. (Source)