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Typo 7: Martin Müller, Heinz Schmid, Robert Nüssli, Bruno Forrer, Urs Kuster, Erich Alb, Heinz Arm, 1964
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Nowhere, Vincent Glielmi
Child of Its Time
Pasig
December 2, 2015
Now this of course merits empirical measurable evidence, but it is particularly peculiar, or perhaps perfectly expected that I am a keen participant of what’s trendy.
Third wave coffee, mountain climbing, fitness, design, and double monks all occur in degrees of behavioural tendencies. It is also crucial to note the time of participation and the awareness of its existence as the social norm.
65 years from the Asch conformity experiments and we seem to be the same children in a different time.
Vanishing points El Nido, Palawan November 22, 2015 A well-written online article on fiction talked about how reality (seen as news from the media) is perceived from a safe distance, away from stories' fine nuances and singularities, where disasters are scenes on a screen and people are masses in rhythm. We constantly traverse this certain vanishing point between fiction and reality, definite and indefinite and vice versa. Parts of me have always tried to grasp insight or repose in vacations. The struggle for rest and revelation is ironic. The experience as relaxing becomes an afterthought, a memorial scene pined for and missed. Upon recalling, I wonder if I could have been aware that I was in fact at ease, specifically during the moments I didn't try to be. And on this plane back to Manila's grid, I also wonder if I really saw that squirrel scurry up to a tree that grew on a remote limestone island swirling with schools of meter-long Jack fish that were fed every 8 and 10 in the morning by the hospitable resort crew that welcomed them. The island was green and blue, exactly like the photos on this inflight magazine I am reading. Picturesque, both in my memory and on this glossy.
Arizona Ephemera, 1950s-60s (via funsetstrip)
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“You know, Aang and Zuko were close friends. Their relationship started off a little rocky but they grew to become lifelong friends.“ (1.13 vs 3.21)
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The Naked City, Jeremy Mann
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I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light. But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with. I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around. I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war raging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you. I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when you’re being stubborn. I will love you when I don’t even love myself. I will love you. I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please don’t. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing. I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day.
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