stars they come and go

they come fast, they come slow They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze And all you see is glory Janice Ian

[silverspaceships]

[hippieseurope-deactivated202503]

[waandering]

[waandering]

A reminder to myself

Go slowly. Notice the first moments of sunrise that illuminate the bedroom making orange specks on the floor. Be still in these first breaths of the day. Open the cabinet with a gentle hand picking out a mug like its the most delicate glass. Sip morning tea like it’s a magic potion from the earth. Put on a big wool sweater and bask in the comfort of it. Pack your bag so you know where to find things later. Drive the speed limit. Wave with a smile when they accidentally cut you off. You want to be past this depression? Do the thing your mom has told you since you were little: slow down. So that you can notice what’s around you, not just what’s in your head.

[silverspaceships]

Sage advice from your mom 😌

[lucas-waller]

Moon Shadows, Serbia

[silverspaceships]

Moonrise

[photographss-world]

[benchandcompass]

lake trestle.

[theparisbookclub]

The wise man makes his life monotonous, for then even the tiniest incident becomes imbued with great significance. After his third lion the lionhunter loses interest in the adventure of the hunt. For my monotonous cook there is something modestly apocalyptic about every streetfight he witnesses. To someone who has never been out of Lisbon the tram ride to Benfica is like a trip to the infinite and if one day he were to visit Sintra, he would feel as if he had journeyed to Mars. On the other hand, the traveller who has covered the globe can find nothing new for 5,000 miles around, because he’s always seeing new things; there’s novelty and there’s the boredom of the eternally new and the latter brings about the death of the former.

- Fernando Pessoa, The book of disquiet

[the-wolf-and-moon]

NGC 3572, Dusty Rainbow

[amazing-guava]

[silverspaceships]

Last rays of the sun

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[gacougnol]

Nigt View of the Corner of Dean Street Soho, London 1955 (BIPs/Hutton archives)

[nevver]

It’s only half of the story, Sarah van Rij

[oldmanpeace]

[silverspaceships]

‘I really don’t know clouds at all’ Joni Mitchell ‘Both Sides Now’