there is something so magnetically appealing about these images. those fits of fever. communing with an otherness that overtakes you. desperate to be healed. to be washed clean of woe and worry. to feel new again.
Friday, January 20, 2012
trances. serpents. 1940 forever.
Posted by bloodmilk. at 12:35 AM
Labels: faith healers, life magazine 1940, snake handlers
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These are AMAZING.
I agree - I would love to experience what it's like to be drunk with faith.
I am too scared and lack the trust that these people must have mustered to abandon themselves like this.
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