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Hi guys, my new blog can be found here for those interested. I lost access to this one other than on a single old phone that was still logged in. See you there?
The nature-born body is an instrument for the attainment of a higher and more perfect life. When we damage its functions; when we prevent its animating power from developing naturally; when we force it to live in a poisonous respiration-field, the result will be a psychic disablement. More and more this will, in its consequences, escape any control and will finally bring forth over all the world a population of absolutely abnormal beings. Every new generation will show the effects of this abnormality more distinctly. To what extent this condition of ultimate distress has already been reached, you can see for yourself.
Find what you’re afraid of most and go live there.
Chuck Palahniuk, Invisible Monsters (via bookmania)
“think upon others" - Poem by Mahmoud Darwish
When you prepare your breakfast, think upon others,
Do not forget to feed the pigeons.
When you engage in your wars, think upon others,
Do not forget to demand peace.
As you pay your water bill, think upon others!
Who seek sustenance from the clouds, not a tap.
And when you return to a house – your house – think upon others,
Such as those who live in tents.
When you fall asleep counting sheep (planets), think upon others,
Who cannot find a space for sleeping
And as you search for meaning with fancy metaphors, think upon others,
Who have lost their right to words.
And while you think of faraway others, think of yourself,
And say: I am a candle to this darkness.
Translation by Hamish Kinnear
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.
A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens (via danicaliforniaxoxo)
Once their faces were turned outward, men became unable to see themselves, and that is our great weakness. No longer able to see ourselves, we imagine ourselves.
René Daumal, “The Head Inside Out” (via netdream)
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Like the grasses showing tender faces to each other, thus should we do, for this was the wish of the Grandfathers of the World.
Black Elk quote (via purplebuddhaproject)
The voices of water are hardly metaphoric at all; that the language of water is a direct poetic reality; that streams and rivers provide the sound for mute country landscapes, and do it with a strange fidelity; that murmuring water teach birds and men to sing, speak, recount; and that there is, in short, a continuity between the speech of water and the speech of man.
From Gaston Bachelard’s (1942) essay, ‘Water and Dreams an Essay on the Imagination of Matter’ (via alexandrahughes-images)
Inside closed eyes, close the eyes again.
Wings Of Desire (1987) dir. by Wim Wenders (via violentwavesofemotion)
Blessed are those who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
Camille Pissarro (via jamstains)
Where do I begin and end in space? I have relations to the sun and air which are just as vital parts of my existence as my heart.
Alan Watts (via bugs-inamber)
Hint: the cage is not locked
-Nova Knutson (via play-laugh-yoga)
Otto Piene Red Fire Flower 1961/63 Mixed media on canvas