whether'tis nobler in the mind to suffer, victorian, oil

and lose the name of action., victorian, oil

that flesh is heir to :'tis a consummation, victorian, oil

to be, or not to be, that is the question :, victorian, shakespeare, oil

must give us pause - - there's the respect, victorian, oil

no more ; and by a sleep to say we end, victorian, oil

is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,, victorian, oil

when he himself might his quietus make, victorian, oil

that patient merit of th'unworthy takes,, victorian, oil

thus conscience doth make cowards of us all,, victorian, oil

but that the dread of something after death,, victorian, oil

[mind explosion]god floating down from heaven. he is meditating. inspired by meditation. [mind explosion] interdimensional teleportation

the heart - ache and the thousand natural shocks, victorian, oil

a victorian room filled with blood

[mind explosion]god floating down from heaven. he is meditating. inspired by meditation. [mind explosion] teleportation

the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,, victorian, oil

no traveller returns, puzzles the will,, victorian, oil

the conscious mind

watch from tissot

with this regard their currents turn awry, victorian, oil

the insolence of office, and the spurns, victorian, oil

inside the mind of an artificial intelligence

a ghost woman dressed in a victorian gown, underwater, oil painting, hair flowing, light from above, bubbles rising from the bottom.

you are not your mind

a deep sea ctenophore painted by james tissot. naturalism.