To the moon and back

None of the mornings make sense to me, no more further than coffee I see, My mind is empty but soul is full, one more breath and that is all.

[alentador]

[soviet]

[amokedas]

Boom Shiva by Android Jones

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[mitten]

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Source:

Michaël Žhavørønkøv

[nonsensewalker]

The simple magic of not giving a fuck

There is happening so much but in the same time nothing at all. The pure  superficiality in everyday life is becoming overwhelming. I observe people from the bus window on my way home.. they are walking by...wearing all fancy clothes, silk scarves, black slightly see-through stockings, but from their faces it only reflects sadness, worry, disappointment, hopelessness. Everybody has hidden behind everything-is-okay mask. Wake up people. It is shit. I know all the your-thoughts-create-your-reality and meditation-brings-you-closer-to-yourself, everything-begins-from-inside stuff, not knowing what to do with all this information. It is nice and spiritual and stuff but i mean, im living alone in my apartment, doing schoolstuff from morning until late evening, “dont forget to breathe”. Maybe I will try some yoga or meditation. Ok. Finished. Can I tell everyone to go fuck themselves now?

[beautifulurself]

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[bon----voyage]

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[outdoorhikerman]

[lsleofskye]

Roaming around Senja Island | kpunkka

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Uli Cremerius  | @crulrich

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