my voice is in the earth

Anonymous asked: afraid of going backwards // not literally //

thedevouringseason:

3liza:

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[I AM STANDING MY GROUND]

between your death and conception,

between the last fissure in your heart and the next one too,

between the bleeding and the knitting of flesh, between orison and benison,

you are here. bend your knees

and brace your belly and

dip your head because the

dawn is plumetting across the

cornerless world

glyphpoems:

problemglyphs:

[GET UP]

Anonymous asked you: November 3rd 2013, 11:50:00 pm · 5 months ago Could I have a sigil to prevent my awful, shitty past and subsequent emotional deficiencies stop tainting or sabotaging everything I do for the rest of my life?


after your genesis
in the belly of the star
your first work was to
make war with the earth,
cratering home or hospital
bed. screaming, incandescent,
molten. now you are a
stranger to the history
of your descent. but, still,
there is a heat in you
from the first moment
you shook the bedrock,
and ores alien to this world,
and if you are rough and pitted
it is with the the memory of
unfathomable travel. remember,
unearth, rise up

glyphpoems:

problemglyphs:

[GET UP]

Anonymous asked you: November 3rd 2013, 11:50:00 pm · 5 months ago Could I have a sigil to prevent my awful, shitty past and subsequent emotional deficiencies stop tainting or sabotaging everything I do for the rest of my life?

after your genesis

in the belly of the star

your first work was to

make war with the earth,

cratering home or hospital

bed. screaming, incandescent,

molten. now you are a

stranger to the history

of your descent. but, still,

there is a heat in you

from the first moment

you shook the bedrock,

and ores alien to this world,

and if you are rough and pitted

it is with the the memory of

unfathomable travel. remember,

unearth, rise up

glyphpoems:

3liza:


[WORK QUIETLY]

what-you-were is
an effigy. immutable and
surpassed. discard what 
was and
remember it with heartbreak.
it will hurt you. take it
in both hands and tear. 
it will sear the prints from
your fingers. lay it in
the lake and watch for
a long while as it spits and hisses
until the water forgets it. you
can distort yourself until
no one knows you. begin
with smooth hands.

glyphpoems:

3liza:

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[WORK QUIETLY]

what-you-were is

an effigy. immutable and

surpassed. discard what 

was and

remember it with heartbreak.

it will hurt you. take it

in both hands and tear. 

it will sear the prints from

your fingers. lay it in

the lake and watch for

a long while as it spits and hisses

until the water forgets it. you

can distort yourself until

no one knows you. begin

with smooth hands.

glyphpoems:

problemglyphs:

[ECHO & OPHELIA]

 Anonymous asked you:

November 4th 2013, 12:16:00 am · 5 months ago

I would do the sigil myself, but I can’t seem to know what to ask for. I ask for your help in clarifying my will, so that I can help myself.

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say anything that means you forgive me.

hew with your teeth and tongue any

word from the monolith that broke the earth

between us. lend me the heft and shape

of your purpose, make me complicit with

your design, that we might tendril up 

again entwined to wilt bravely against

the strength of the sun. give me another ending

besides the mean collapse of exhausted bodies

crawling back from the carrion field. begin again

or cut me from you with surety. it’s late for

that though. words are husks carried

only by our breath, and will forget themselves

underfoot among the dead leaves and grass,

and we will forget, and that is mercy. i’ll

say anything that means goodbye.

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glyphpoems:

problemglyphs:

Anonymous asked:

April 17th 2014, 1:36:00 pm · 4 days ago

I feel like I’m behind on my peers when it comes to personal development and life experience. I want to break out of my shell and experience life, both the good and the bad, but I lack the courage to do so.

[HARPY]

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howevermuch i love you

there is still soot in my hair

and blood pealing in my temples

and thresholds to transgress, and so:

i will be a rake and terror to my family

and cities will be broken in my wake

and i will go so far my return will

seem impossible. i will have vast

and morose loves. the stones i

touch will change and be found

different by those that come after.

go so fast the horizon will sunder,

sleep in magnificent ruin, it’s all,

it’s here, it’s all to come, all of this is

next for us. 

—-

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glyphpoems:

problemglyphs:

Anonymous asked:

April 15th 2014, 11:50:00 pm · 6 days ago

My family are incredibly fucked up - I’m talking hamlet level dysfunctional - and make me incredibly anxious; they’re damaging mental health something awful. But there’s nothing I can do to help/save myself because I can’t cut myself off from my own family.

[CHANGELING]

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an imperative: you must.

your needs are valued among

the most secret, the rarest stones,

and as enduring. take on the

gory complexion of sunrise,

the fever of escape: you must. 

survival is the first of nature’s lessons;

it is never profligate to endure. 

at seder we say: “next year in jerusalem”

and however tawdry the history of

the words, there are those of us

who remember zion as it was

before the war, and know:

it is anyplace but here.

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glyphpoems:

problemglyphs:

Title: [WITH PATIENT LAND BELOW]

Request:

Anonymous asked: 
April 16th 2014, 3:09:00 am 

i am scared of the future and the people i love are unfamiliar to me. i feel like ive suddenly started dreaming and i wonder how or if i ever sincerely cared about anything. i feel disconnected.

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you’re the one i miss

when i’m in a missing mood,

when my leaves have been

divested and i am stark

to the wind i know you as

a catalyst. for a long time

i didn’t meet people so much

as befall them,

and cursed good earth with

my tread, and was heavy

with foulness. and mutated

myself to be new. ne cede

hautepop:

Energy Addicts by Naomi Kizhner

An invasive jewellery collection that converts kinetic energy from the body’s involuntary movements into electricity.

How can we as human bodies become a natural resource?

From Dezeen:

Naomi Kizhner designed the Energy Addicts accessories in response to the world’s impending energy crisis, looking for an existing energy source that is yet to be tapped in to.

"It interested me to imagine what would the world be like once it has experienced a steep decline in energy resources and how we will feed our energy addiction," Kizhner told Dezeen. "There are lots of developments of renewable energy resources, but the human body is a natural resource for energy that is constantly renewed, as long as we are alive."

"I wanted to explore the post-humanistic approach that sees the human body as a resource," she added.

The pieces would be embedded into the surface of the skin to capture the energy of subconscious movements, such as the flow of blood through the veins and blinking, transforming it into a useable energy resource.

Read more at Dezeen
Artist’s website: NaomiKizhiner.com (video, but text in Hebrew)

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