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Dmitry Dima Dionesov

circle k. mong kok, hong kong. 2014.





Nightwalkers by Ben J






Birthday mb: August 19
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The Gentle Death 🥀 [commission for amazing Calamarty]

Small Interior with Burning Candles
— by Laurits Andersen Ring

The faint light existed in an eternal void. Each echo heard and every shadow drawn was a reflection from none other than itself. Sometimes it grew, burned, and ached for release. Yet, the belief that it never would be had reignited at every dawn when the soul fell dim again. It prayed to be like the feather falling without breeze, and to be the silent night without crickets, only stars. It prayed there be no restraints, no thoughts, nor the beliefs that gave this prison power. Tonight, the soul glows particularly warm. She finds relief in a much needed exhalation. A breath of hope and consequently, stars. So with every night, which she created, brought dreams this time, too.

The silence of an empty house that should’ve been, never was. With each creak the stairs made, and with each breeze that played the broken windows like a flute, the abandoned home became a haunting orchestra. Finally I stood atop the staircase. Gazing out of the dusty window, I noticed my inner child sitting on a swing beneath the weeping tree, reading heavy old fashioned book. It was velvet green, with stickers of variety covering it. It had gold stars, a tarot ‘Death’ sticker, and other occult insignia. His eyes were pure white, rolled back in his head. His mind was so swept up in fantasies that he could no longer perceive the horrific reality in which he truly resided

Mentally I’m here, by Therese Kali, Cult Of Mortem









New Galaxies TM111 detail © Peter Solarz

A late night ride. shrouded in darkness, the passenger is safely contained within the secrecy of the night









Whimsical guitars


my bloody valentine: loveless (1991)










Yoshitaka Amano: ‘1001 Nights’ (1998)






Yoshitaka Amano: Gashu Illustrations Art Book (1996)

‘Moonlit Dreams’ by Gabriel Ferrier, c. 1874.


Dirce Funari in the 70s

this pic is so cunty i need it as my bedroom wallpaper