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Leo Berne
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“Sometimes I find myself sitting in one spot for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of nothing, feeling nothing, and, most disturbingly, caring about nothing.”
— Mahbod Seraji, Rooftops of Tehran (via naturaekos)
Carlos Amorales, Stedelijk Museum Amsterdam (photo by michelovemszw)
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“This year I’m trying to learn from the moonflowers. Be the brightest thing for miles. Make them all wonder how you learned to glow when you’ve never even seen the light. I keep a growing list of pretty words under my tongue. Repeat them first thing in the morning and let my heart lead the way from there. Say orchard when I mean forgiveness. Velvet when I’m talking about love. Orange blossoms for loss. The silver lining about spending a whole year this close to the ground was learning that the roses tell the best stories. All dripping crimson, sacrifice and patron saint of blood-soaked sunrises. I am trying to substitute sadness with tree sap, coat my wounds in honey instead of salt. Say: I am soft and filled with light, even when you try to shroud me with dark.”
— Moonflowers, Angelea Lowes (via wildfairy)
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