Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always
SKAM
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oozey mess

Janaina Medeiros

Love Begins
hello vonnie
Jules of Nature
One Nice Bug Per Day

Origami Around
dirt enthusiast
Three Goblin Art
sheepfilms

JVL
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

@theartofmadeline

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Everyone you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind. Always
SKAM
... ver la ciencia con la óptica del artista, y el arte, con la de la vida...
Amigo mío, esa es precisamente la obra del poeta, el interpretar y observar sus sueños. Creedme, la ilusión más verdadera del hombre se le manifiesta en el sueño: todo arte poético y toda poesía no es más que interpretación de sueños que dicen la verdad.
Hans Sachs
Si pudieses liberarte por una vez, de ti mismo, el secreto de los secretos se abriría a ti. El rostro de lo desconocido, oculto más allá del Universo, aparecería en el espejo de tu percepción.
Poema Sufi_Anónimo
Dreams
Let's suppose that you were able every night to dream any dream you wanted to dream, and you would naturally as you begin on this adventure of dreams you would fulfill all your wishes.
You would have every kind of pleasure you see and after several nights you would say, “wow that was pretty great” but now let's have a surprise, let's have a dream which isn't under control.
Well somethings going to happen to me that I don't know what it's going to be, then you would get more and more adventurous and you would make further and further out gambles as to what you would dream and finally you would dream where you are now.
If you awaken from this illusion And you understand black implies white, self implies other, life implies death you can feel yourself not as a stranger in the world, not as something here on probation not as something that has arrived here by fluke but you can begin to feel your own existence as absolute fundamental. What you are basically deep deep down, far far in, is simply the fabric and structure of existence itself.
Let me learn about you, about all the little things you do, about your favourite flower and the songs you sing in the shower Let me look at you up close from the back of your hand to the tip of your nose, your prominent cheekbones and your little toes Let me know of your dearest story which filled days with endless glory, so we can lay in bed when there’s shitty weather, to read it out loud and escape together.
// let me love you j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
“El orden es el placer de la razón pero el desorden es la delicia de la imaginación.”
Paul Claudel
Amo esta película “El castillo vagabundo”
#anime
Introroheline
Esta foto esta increíble:)
“tenemos que mirar mas aya del momento , para poder ver una infinidad de oportunidades “
-La vida
"No puedes cambiar a alguien, Sin destruir lo que fue." -Efecto Mariposa
"En nuestros locos intentos, renunciamos a lo que somos por lo que queremos ser." -W.Shakespeare
"El infierno es vivir un día más sin saber la razón de tu existencia." -Mickey Rourke
No sé que quiero decir con esto, solo se que las palabras son complicadas Para mí solo fue un sueño esperanzado, Estaba conscientemente peleando por creer Trate de alimentar el apetito Pero en lugar perdí Traté de alimentar el amor, Pero viví esa vida dentro de mi cabeza Y fue loco como vimos a la muerte Todo lo que más amabamos En silencio nos despedimos En silencio me dí a tu fantasma Y fue fácil decir adiós, Fue lo que nos separo Así que creo que viviré en mi cabeza Y me esconderé detrás de tu alma
Estamos mejor solos Te tengo que dejar ir
I know that I did wrong, but its difficult understand when they don’t know what it meant for me, I just wanted to feel better and I did for a while But then came the worst part and its that I thought that I could make it but I just locked myself in another fantasy and one day, I feel back into reality and this hit me very hard
M.Y (via imjustsoalone)
A veces la gente no quiere escuchar la verdad porque no quiere que sus ilusiones se vean destruidas
Friedrich Nietzsche
Mark Rhyden, is widely considered the “god-father of pop surrealism,” and his ouevre is nothing if not diverse in subject matter. His work is inspired by objects, figures and myths that evoke mystery and nostalgia.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Then are dream of in your philosophy.
-William.S (Hamlet)