[wordsnquotes]

Just let it be. You may as well; it is. Everything moves in and out at its own time. You have no control. You never did; you never will.

Byron Katie, The Work (via zarb)

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[agentkimballcho]

[portlandia]

Weather, explained. 

[the-red-lotus-blog-deactivated2]

If we fight against the waves that pass over us in life, we are overpowered. If we move with the waves in life as they roll over us, the wave passes on.

Pesikta Zurtarti (via the-red-lotus-blog)

[convexly]

[bryantsupreme]

Today’s Nature Walk

Bryant|DIGITAL Flickr | Instagram

[coffeeandadvice]

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[consciousness]

[just-shower-thoughts]

Moving your bed from the corner of the room to the middle of the wall marks a turning point in life

[aspiritualwarrior]

The practice of mindfulness doesn’t forbid us to plan for the future. It’s best not to lose ourselves in uncertainty and fear over the future, but if we’re truly established in the present moment, we can bring the future to the here and now, and make plans.

Thich Nhat Hanh (via aspiritualwarrior)

[awesome-picz]

Awkward Everyday Lives Of Animals By Simpsons Illustrator Liz Climo

[vandroid-helsing]

Addendum to any Pacific NW gothic post out there:

A semi full of bees overturns on the interstate. This is our life now. Roll up your windows and close your vents as you drive through the Bee Zone. Better yet, declare the region north of Seattle No Man’s Land. It belongs to the bees now. Do not venture in and perhaps they will make a treaty with us.

[michaelschauerphoto]

Awesome landscape photography prints available on on Society6 and Redbubble

[contrariansoul-deactivated20180]

In love, the main thing is to admire, respect, celebrate, and take delight in the object of that love, to let it be itself, to want it to be gloriously and freely itself, not to snatch it or control it or squash it into another shape. That’s not love, but lust. Is love then the pursuit of objectivity? Of course not. Precisely at the moment when love is celebrating the radical otherness of the beloved – whether it be a star twenty million light-years away or a human being twenty millimeters away – love enters into a relationship with the beloved, a relationship that is defined by the nature of the beloved, but in which admiration is mixed with curiosity, a desire to discover more, respect with a longing for intimacy, a desire to know (so far as is possible) to be known.

N.T. Wright, Surptised By Scripture (via contrariansoul)

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i love how there is no comments on this everyone just gets the reference

[fidefortitude-deactivated202011]

No. No, I don’t get the reference. 300 thousand people have reblogged this without a word, without so much as a tag, because apparently we all get the reference. I fucking don’t. This has passed by my dashboard hundreds of fucking times and nobody ever asks what the fuck it is.

I’m officially terming this post a conspiracy. 300000 people could not just know what this is. You’re all reblogging this to fit in, or because you know it messes with people, or because you’re the fucking Matrix. You’re the Matrix, aren’t you? You’re all a bunch of Mr Smiths living in a world of green code. Well fuck you all and fuck your stupid post. I’m off to save fucking Zion.

Fuck this.

[its-a-joke-mkay]

Dude it’s from spongebob

[rubyetc]

it’s ok