just going with the flow

Beauty,sex,spirituality,art,music,insanity,love,irony,nature

[disciplesofmalcolm]

The common argument. “Not all cops are bad.” Where are the good cops? Where is their outcry? What were the so-called good cops doing? Standing and watching, doing nothing. And they never will. The few who try get pushed out, fired, harassed. There is no such thing as a good cop in their system. 

[astrolocherry]

“Only a real Master can be shocking. All others who are pseudo are never shocking. How could they shock? You are their customers, they have to persuade you - they cannot shock you. They have to adjust themselves to you. In fact, they say what you want to hear, they say that which will never be shocking - otherwise you may leave them. And whenever a Master accommodates himself to you, beware - he is no Master! Because if he is accommodating to you, how can he transform you? He is your follower. He is consoling you. He is not a transforming medium” - Sufis : The People of the Path

[a-melin]

[redrola]

[electripipedream]

Frantisek Drtikol, 1947

[electripipedream]

Frantisek Drtikol, 1940

[philosophybits]

Temperance is a mean with regard to pleasures.

Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics (via philosophybits)

[electripipedream]

Frantisek Drtikol, 1942

[sixpenceee]

This is how they print on fabric. Source                         

[modedamour]

[mizakeuchiha-blog]

[philosophybits]

Envy is nothing else but hatred, in so far as it is disposing a man to rejoice in another’s hurt, and to grieve at another’s advantage.

Baruch Spinoza, Ethics (via philosophybits)

[ithelpstodream]

[coolled]

[sixpenceee]

This is opalized wood. (Source)

[totallynotanasshole]

I thought it was a bomb ass brownie for a second

[macgyvershe]

I love opal. I’m a Libra.

[philosophybits]

Justice. To be ever ready to admit that another person is something quite different from what we read when he is there (or when we think about him). Or rather, to read in him that he is certainly something different, perhaps something completely different from what we read in him. Every being cries out silently to be read differently.

Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace (via philosophybits)

[electripipedream]

Bert-Johnny Nilsson, 1972