what a storm
How was this even taken?
Tripod. High ISO Speed that allows a fast shutter speed and a camera that is good enough to counter act the grain (since its pretty dark and I don’t see much grain). And one lucky split second where the shutter happened to be pressed just as this happened. It’s like a shot of a lifetime.
- Having sex every day.
- Saving sex for your wedding night.
- Never having sex.
- Having sex with different people.
- Having sex with one person.
- Having sex with a person of your same gender.
- Loving sex.
- Hating sex.
- Being loud.
- Being quiet.
The only thing wrong with sex?
When it’s not consensual.
Because that’s not sex. That’s rape.
Reblogging again because this post is so important.
Lonely Boy by The Black Keys via #soundcloud http://soundcloud.com/theblackkeys/lonely-boy?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=twitter&utm_content=http://soundcloud.com/theblackkeys/lonely-boy
I got a love that keeps me waiting
In the morning mice scamper
over the head
over the floor of the head
shreds of conversations
scraps of a poem
the room’s muse
in a blue apron
such important guests
visit my master
well Heraclitus the Ephesian for example
or the prophet Isaiah
today no one rings
the master paces about impatiently
talks to himself
tears up innocent papers
in the evening goes out in an unknown direction
the muse unties her blue apron
rests her elbows on the window sill
for her sergeant
with the red mustaches
—Zbigniew Herbert, “Ordinariness of the Soul”
Photography Credit Kanoa Zimmerman