Yves Klein
F 121, 1962

what if heaven is underwater and the ghosts are just fish looking up at the lights move



Saul by Armando Bravo
Artist: Tumblr / Behance

I was outside and heard something hit the platform and looked up expecting to see a ceiling but it was just a cloudless sky like I was looking down and about to fall in

Thank you



"His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. The storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress. "

Walter Benjamin - “Theses on the Philosophy of History”