i am rooted, but i flow

[roseve-art]

Mark Henson

[synctest]

Manchester, New Year’s Eve 2015

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this is Art

[priceofliberty]

[allieayers-blog]

[vanillaspace]

[sillysymphonys]

[spaceexplorationphotography]

Saturday’s eclipse captured at dawn

Source: https://imgur.com/201uYpb

[wordsnquotes]

Again she had the odd feeling of being two people at the same time.

Virginia Woolf, Complete Works (via wordsnquotes)

[nubbsgalore]

the hoh rainforest in washington’s olympic national park receives around fourteen feet of rain throughout the winter season, resulting in the lush, green canopy of both coniferous and deciduous trees seen here. 

and because of the abundance of water and nutrients in the soil, many of the trees have short roots that are unable to hold onto the wet soil and topple over. mosses and ferns cover the surfaces of both living and fallen trees, adding an otherworldly feel of this temperate rainforest. 

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[eroscestlavie]

Claude Monet’s home in Giverny 

[astrolocherry]

aries rising: matchstick heart coloured in black and white. as young as the morning with creative vision ingresses into the future taurus rising: slow to love and sprout as daisies over the winter. but from a pure venus heart. affection is enduring. five key senses gemini rising: as bright and cheerful as the sun, as changeable as the moon, as mischievous as mercury, as curious as pluto, as logical as saturn, as hilarious as jupiter cancer rising: a cardinal inferno snowflake blowing in the winter winds, a warming embrace, a channel into pure creative essence, they peel the tapestry of life to reveal true beauty leo rising: eyes and heart are wide open, sensitive, and ready to be touched, cherished, and adored. mango swirls of naked sunshine, every corner is an alter, every star is a spotlight virgo rising: sacred geometry joins every scar and freckle like constellations of maths and magic. the mercury lamp, swift and sweet, humble and modest libra rising: wind blows through a dandelion, planting flowers in peoples hearts like strawberries and cream splendour, writing lyrics in every crevice  scorpio rising: a gemstone carved in the underworld sparkling with esoteric wisdom and longings. a bound presence, like being tightly wrapped in infinity. she will blow the particles of your body away until the soul shrieks nakedly sagittarius rising: an ocean bathe, a mountain wind, a universe kiss, thread lovingly with woven laughter, glow, jupiter philosophy, and fortune cards capricorn rising: resplendent and quaint, a wavelength of ambition and inspiration, earth bound architect, a celestial CEO with the heart of an old soul aquarius rising: an electric blue dance, losing yourself in the sway of held hands and psychedelic beats, time traveling light years away to reunite you with your existence on many dimensions pisces rising: tear stoked and a heart coloured in idealism and spiritual worship, wind chimes of delicate soul paint and a vessel back to heaven

-Cherry

[soulmeme]

[lati-will]

Our souls are not meant to be uniformed or contained within a box. We are chaotic, creative, expansive, and fluctuate. We are a spectrum of various energies. We are love, and love is erratic.

Awakened Vibrations   (via awakenedvibrations)

[blissfultaco]

poem for lost dogs

that good rare feeling comes at the oddest times: once, after sleeping on a park bench in some strange town i awakened, my clothing damp from a light mist and I rose and started walking east right into the face of the rising sun and inside me was a gentle joy that was simply there. another time after picking up a streetwalker we strolled along in the 2 a.m. moonlight side by side toward my cheap room but i had no desire to bed her down. the gentle joy came from simply walking along beside her in this confusing universe - we were companions, strange companions walking together, saying nothing. her purple and white scarf hung from her purse - floating in the dark as we walked and the music could have come from the light from the moon.

then there was the time I was evicted for non-payment of rent and carried my woman's suitcase to a stranger's door and saw her vanish inside, stood there awhile, heard first her laugh, then his, then i left. I was walking along, it was a hot 10 a.m., the sun blinded me and all i was conscious of was the sound of my shoes on the pavement. then I heard a voice. "hey, buddy, you got anything to spare?" I looked, and sitting against a wall were 3 middle-aged bums, red-faced, ridiculously lost and beaten. "how much are you short for a bottle?" I asked. "24 cents," one of them said. I reached into my pocket, got all the change and handed it to him. "god damn, man, thank you!" he said. I walked on, then felt the need for a cigarette, fumbled through my pockets, felt some paper, pulled it out: a 5 dollar bill.

another time came while fighting the bartender, Tommy (again), in the back alley for the entertainment of the patrons, I was taking my usual beating, all the girls in their hot panties rooting for the muscular Irish man's man ("oh, Tommy, kick his ass, kick his ass good!") when something clicked in my brain, and my brain simply said, "its time for something else," and I cracked Tommy hard along the side of the head and he gave me a look: wait, this isn't in the script, and then I landed another and I could see the fear rise in him like a torrent, and I finished him quick and then the patrons helped him up and inside while cursing me. What gave me that joy that silent laughter within the self was that I had done it because there is a limit to any man's endurance. I walked to a strange bar a block away, sat down and ordered a beer. "we don't serve bums here," the barkeep told me. "I'm no bum," I said, "bring me that beer." the beer arrived, I took a heady gulp and I was there.

good rare feelings come at the oddest times, like now as I tell you all of this.

-- charles bukowski

[justbeingnamaste]

[og-nae]

Too much time was invested in this for me not to reblog it.

[thesquirtlesquad]

I read this as a kid and it had a really significant effect on me and and it’s a big influence on my world view and I still think it’s the most beautiful and profound thing anyone’s ever said about beauty

[wordsnquotes]

I hope you discover that love is both a feeling and an action, like light is both a particle and a wave.

Iain Thomas (via wordsnquotes)

[mer-ka-vah]

by Alex Grey