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âThe real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.â
â (via naturaekos)
âIn daylight, every tree became you. And pretending, I kissed my way through the forest,â
â Marie Howe, from âGretel, from a Sudden Clearingâ
âNothing is either good or bad. Itâs thinking that makes it so.â
â William Shakespeare
(by seffis)
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A starâs spectacular death in the constellation Taurus was observed on Earth as the supernova of 1054 A.D. Now, almost a thousand years later, a super dense object â called a neutron star â left behind by the explosion is seen spewing out a blizzard of high-energy particles into the expanding debris field known as the Crab Nebula. X-ray data from Chandra provide significant clues to the workings of this mighty cosmic âgenerator,â which is producing energy at the rate of 100,000 suns.Â
Credit: NASA/JPL/Chandra
this is stomp dog it shows up to stomp away sadness
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always keep the adventure in you
by Denny Bitte
Fire on Ice by Daniel Kordan \ MFL
Pride is spiritual cancer: it eats up the very possibility of love, or contentment, or even common sense.
C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity (via existential-celestial)
Beauregardâs Palace, the solarium. 2017
the moon is proud of you
and so are the stars
and so is the sunÂ
the aliens are watching you, a little confused about your life choices but are proud of you too
âNightskyâ by Sean Papile
And without judging, condemning, forcing, blaming, just come back to this moment, this breath. Each breath, a new beginning. Each out breath, a complete letting go. And voila, here you are again, right here, and no agenda. Just this moment. Just this breath.
Jon Kabat-Zinn (via aspiritualwarrior)