Adventure.

You can't always tell who the brave ones are.

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#sanfrancisco #goldengatebridge #bff #livingthedream (at Golden Gate Bridge)

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Always losing lighters. #camo #cutelighters #bouttime #bic #thankyoubic

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Boots. Tights. Fall smells. #awesome

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Riding the duck! #hotsprings #ducktour #itfloats

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By Brenda Erickson

[myinnerlandscape]

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☽*◦ ❀◦little wild garden◦❀ ◦*☾

[humansofnewyork]

"My brother was killed when I was 13. There had been a fight at a nightclub, and my brother was not involved, but he was shot in the head as he tried to run away. He was very popular in my town, so there were many reporters and friends outside the hospital when I got there. When I walked in my mother was sitting in a chair, crying. She wouldn’t even look at me. She wouldn’t speak to me. Not only did I lose my brother that day, but I lost my mother too. Life from then on was about her suffering. She stayed home all day, she cried, she didn’t pay much attention to us. Nothing was allowed to be more important than her suffering. Nobody else was allowed to have important problems. Her pain had to be worse than everyone else’s. She preferred it that way."

[seabois]

I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.

Kurt Vonnegut. (via renovador)

[crossconnectmag]

[death-by-lulz]

Moon Games, French photographer Laurent Lavender has subjects play with a rising moon, effectively transforming it into a balloon, a painting, and even a scoop of ice cream. 

// Selected by Sunil 

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Palestinian lady collects gas bombs fired by Israeli army. She grows flowers in these bombs.

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My black lab puppy met a fawn

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[airows]

[thecalminside]

The unawakened mind tends to make war against the way things are. To follow a path with heart, we must understand the whole process of making war within ourselves and without, how it begins and how it ends. War’s roots are in ignorance. Without understanding we can easily become frightened by life’s fleeting changes, the inevitable losses, disappointments, the insecurity of our aging and death. Misunderstanding leads us to fight against life, running from pain or grasping at security and pleasures that by their nature can never be satisfying.

Jack Kornfield (via thecalminside)

[makerainbows-blog]

Mom's flowers. #arkansas #naturalstate #nofilter #flowers #naturalplaces #nature