SEVEN AND A SWITCHBLADE.
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"So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us—that’s snatched right out of our hands—even if we are left completely changed people with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness."
im goin to graceland, graceland, memphis tennessee, i’m goin to graceland.
It’s rare, but sometimes you find something that seems to reach down inside you past all the tangible parts, like your lungs and guts and ribs, and seeps into the abstract aspects of what makes you who you are. You find words or melodies or sentiments that someone else articulated better than you ever could. Their ownership to another person doesn’t diminish the fact that in some impossible, illogical way— they belong to you too. Despite the knowledge that the connection you feel comes from someone you’ve never met, their words somehow perfectly describe the secret inner workings of your own self. And that’s beautiful.Source: spccrft
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Greetings, smooth connoisseur of culture and fine art from the mid to late 1980s.
Congratulations on your apparent tesseract from the long dead past to the digitally-saturated modern era. So much has changed from the cocaine fueled, Huey Lewis tinged days of decades ago.
This tumblr is…
"With that bright pain you stunned,
when you’ve only just begun— to be only just beginning.
Tossed in the viper pit, all those feelings and fears,
and all that difficult shit in all those tender years.
There was something in the air; something gathered in the air.
Something singing in the wind.
I’ll be your fighter and you’ll be my mirror.
And you’ll be all right because I’ll be right here.
Oh kid, now I’m not going anywhere.
I swear I’ll try to not be going anywhere.
Though it’s not all right. It is so far from all right. “
"I feel my body, my bones and flesh beginning to part and open upon the alone, and the process of coming unalone is terrible."
- William Faulkner
"Batwoman, Volume 3: World’s Finest" was released today, in both print and digital versions.
This stunning collection, featuring issues #12 - 17 in the series, is illustrated by the incredible J.H. Williams III, who co-wrote the story with W. Haden Blackman.
This volume expands upon Batwoman/ Kate Kane’s epic struggle against the hoards of evil fiends that torment Gotham. Teaming up with Wonder Woman, Batwoman must face ancient demons of Classic Greek mythology, brought to life to destroy her fair city. The result is a beautifully illustrated and masterfully articulate tale of heroism and sheer feminine strength.
But there is an unfortunate shadow that falls upon this breathtaking work of graphic fiction.
The final panel of the collection (pictured above) depicts Batwoman fervently kissing her partner, Gotham police officer Maggie Sawyer, before adamantly proposing marriage. This heartwarming ending is sadly marred by recent news that has emerged of bigoted controversy involving DC Comics. The publisher is refusing to allow any depiction of a lesbian wedding, be it illustrated or simply implied, to take place. This seemingly homophobic standpoint would demand a complete reworking of future plots, tragically dismantling the well-established story arc that Williams and Blackman have brought to life. In protest of DC’s position on Batwoman/Kate Kane’s forbidden nuptials, the two creative driving forces of the production team have announced their plans to resign in December, following the publication of issue #26.
It is truly disheartening to know that this honest portrayal of love and desire for commitment that acts as an emotional anchor for Batwoman/Kate Kane will be (most likely) tossed aside and ignored in further issues. Unlike the myriad of other comic book heroes, Batwoman will never be allowed to enjoy a love story as epic as her peers. Instead, her tale of lesbian romance will no doubt be downplayed until it gradually fades away— along with the quality of the art, the richness of the story, and the loyal readers who have come to admire this character.
It’s an overwhelming shame to know that all the aspects of the comic that made it great will no doubt cease following issue #26 at the end of the year. Williams and Blackman were a truly genius creative team, stretching the boundaries of traditional graphic storytelling and employing innovative techniques to bring their art panels to life. They believed in… and loved… Batwoman/ Kate Kane as much as their readers.
DC Comics has just converted another reader to a Marvel fan.
This storyline in “V for Vendetta”, regardless if it is while reading the graphic novel or viewing the movie, is simultaneously heart-wrenchingly depressing… and somehow epically beautiful.
No matter how many times I reread or rewatch this portion of the story… I still inevitably cry every single damn time.