My island, is my island. My only bridge… is to you.
My Kingdom, is OUR Kingdom, and our kingdom… is yours.
I don’t know the background behind this. I just think it’s eerie and interesting.
I also don’t know the context of that image, but here’s some art in the same vein:
Yellow Dust Mask by Steven Godfrey and Hannah Rosner
“In the late part of World War II, the government and Enrico Fermi began to test atomic bombs in New Mexico. Needed for the bombs was uranium, also available from that area. The yellow sandstone was blasted from the soil, leaving behind the rich uranium for government use. Both the Navaho and Hopi tribes were affected by this action; they were hired to work in the mines without protection from the dust, the radiation, and from uranium poisoning. Many developed cancer, and breathing problems , a lung disease known as silicosis from the glass-sharp fragments in the dusty air.
This mask tells the story of these fatal mines, when the yellow dust was removed from the earth, of the fruitless fight in Congress during the 40’s, and then again the win of the Radiation Exposure Compensation Act more than 50 years later, in 1990.”
Front row seat.
#OWS, please help! #NCPD deliberately run over 13 boy on bicycle outside the Long Island #Hempstead food share today! #Police then try to cover up their crime, they confiscated cell phone memory cards, arrested the boy, are currently denying him medical attention, a lawyer and were preventing his family from visiting him. Police also arrest LI #fnb volunteer who was trying to get the boy medical attention. #policebrutality http://instagr.am/p/Ppz8EkyUMr/
REBLOG! REBLOG! REBLOG! REBLOG!
I’m amazed I can’t find a fiber of evidence to this story, besides this post… Help anyone? Trying to find out the WHOLE story.
You’re the only thing I’m certain of.