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"My anatomy has gone mad; I am all heart." [A minha anatomia enlouqueceu; sou toda coração.]

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“Emotional responsibility is the new sexy” @tantraislove

[synesindri]

“But I need to feel beautiful and holy things around me, always: music, mystery cults, symbols, myths. I need it, and I refuse to give it up… . That’s my fatal flaw.”

— Hermann Hesse, Demian (via crimsonkismet)

[thegirlwhocrieswolf]

What lessons did you learn this year? xo Lang

Sea of Strangers

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ÈRIC ROHMER. L’AMOUR L’APRES-MIDI, 1972.

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Hiroshima Mon Amour (Alain Resnais, 1959)

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Rainy Sundays

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Ma nuit chez Maud (Éric Rohmer, 1969)

[jrmgh]

“I want as much self-knowledge as I can get—let me not be deceived—but self-knowledge isn’t the goal I seek. Strength, strength is what I want. Strength not to endure, I have done that and it has made me weak—but strength to act—”

— Susan Sontag, from Reborn: Journals & Notebooks (via la-femme-terrible)

[adrasteiax]

“Desire perishes because it tries to be love.”

— Jack Gilbert, from “The Great Fires,” The Great Fires: Poems 1982-1992 (Alfred A. Knopf, 1994)

[spiritualgateway]

“Money is not the issue. Having the courage to give your highest gift is the issue. There is no security in doing something for a living when you are dying inside while doing it. That is taking care of the body at the expense of the soul. And a withering soul cannot help but produce a withering body. So do not think you are ‘taking care of yourself’ by killing your spirit to keep your body alive. How long will you put off what you are dying to do?”

—

Neale Donald Walsch

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The most beautiful thing I’ve heard in 2018! ‘Melody noir’ by Patrick Watson Tell me where the wind is blowing 'Cause that's where the music's going You are my big dark blue And I wanna swim all around you You are the sweetest melody I never sung I feel like I know you but you're just a ghost to me But when I sit beside your shadow somehow it comforts me You are the sweetest melody I never sung You are my island of love my remedy to rescue me You are a breeze of a song that carries me You are the sweetest melody I never sung La la la la la I've got a hole the size of your touch that fits in your arms as much And when I try to fill it up the hole gets bigger every time You are the sweetest melody I never sung You are the sweetest melody I never sung You are my island of love my remedy to rescue me You are a breeze of a song that carries me You are the sweetest melody I never sung Canta canta mi luna mi luna llena Esta melodia que es el abismo dentro de mi El abismo dentro de mi Mi luna mi luna llena

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I got that feeling, that bad feeling that you don’t know I don’t even know her but I hope that she comforts you tonight (…) But I somehow slowly love you And wanna keep you the same Well, I somehow slowly know you And wanna keep you away

[mingdliu-deactivated20210422]

“I hope one day someone like you will trace their fingers over my scars, when they don’t hurt anymore, and ask for their stories. And I hope that some day I will be brave enough to tell it to them, including the ones about you.”

— Stories I’ll tell one day #45 – Ming D. Liu

[aspiritualwarrior]

“There is always a light within us that is free from all sorrow and grief, no matter how much we may be experiencing suffering.”

— Patanjali

[weltenwellen]

“Yes, I deserve a spring–I owe nobody nothing.”

— Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary: Being Extracts from the Diary of Virginia Woolf

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I see a darkness, cover by Rosalía

Well you’re my friend (That’s what you told me) And can you see (What’s inside of me)

Many times we’ve been out drinking Many times we’ve shared our thoughts But did you ever, ever notice The kind of thoughts I got

Well you know I have a love A love for everyone I know And you know I have a drive To live, I won’t let go

Could you see its opposition Comes rising up sometimes That its dreadful anteposition Comes blacking in my mind

And then I see a darkness Oh no, I see in darkness Now, I’m seeing darkness And then I’ll see a darkness Did you know how much I love you? Here’s a hope that somehow you Can save me from this darkness …