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The big empty
by William paiva
Why was I calling you, wishing for you, why was I longing and thirsting for you with every curve of my soul and even with my ribs?
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov (via watchoutforintellect)
Flower Sellers, Charleston SC, 1939
National Geographic
I'm not your darling. I'm not your baby. I'm not defined by my beauty And my beauty is not defined by you Or anyone else but me. I can build worlds out of nothing. I am a lightning storm. I'm the sun. I won't be watered-down. I breathe fire.
Soyen, Mantra
āBefore Sunrise,ā featuring Erin Wasson, photographed by Annemarieke van Drimmelen for Rika (Spring/Summer 2013).
If flowers could speak, they would tell us the secret to living a worthwhile life: be bold, be soft and be open
Soyen
The opposite of the Expression rose-tinted Is actually the color Of blood. At home after Work while watching 7pm News, my heart breaks a little more and I have to be reminded to be softer again or else I'd think, How could I? There are so many things To be angry about. We are All just trying to remain sane In this mad, mad world.
Soyen, Blood-tinted
Bernice Bing in studio, mid fifties.
Triptykon af Michael Ancher, BrƦnding mod kysten, 1884/1885
THERE IS A BOY WHO ALWAYS SQUINTS WHEN HE LOOKS AT ME AND HIS SUN SALUTATIONS POINT TO ME AS DUE NORTH AND HE FORBIDS ME FROM SAYING THAT I AM ANYTHING BUT LIGHT EVEN ON DAYS WHEN I THUNDER THE WORLD WEIGHS NOTHING ON MY SHOULDERS I AM HIGH NOON AND I SEE NO SHADOWS I RISE AND I SHINE I RISE AND I SHINE I RISE AND I SHINE
They said youāre just too much, You love with your everything And they couldnāt keep up They said, Love should only be taken in spoonfuls, Only the worthwhile ones can chug the whole cup without breaking
Soyen, A letter for everyone who'd been told that they love too much as if it were a bad thing.