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(via rchtctrstdntblg)
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On The Edge, Through The Void.: All Or Nothing I host an infinite universe of subjective meaning within my being. In the midsts this universe, centered around my consciousness, is a galaxy of introspection. Every solar system is an aspect of my “self”. The functions of my perceived roles and responsibilities orbiting around an essential…
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(via absinthius)
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at a loss for words to make sense of this world and overflowing with emotions that cannot be explained. i hold still a faint glimmer of hope, that there is still a chance for things to be OK. i don’t know you right now and i imagine that i am a stranger to you as well.
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art: by Gabriel Orozco
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(via absinthius)
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(via 33doses)
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“Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it. It’s like boats. You keep your motor on so you can steer with the current. And when you hear the sound of the waterfall coming nearer and nearer, tidy up the boat, put on your best tie and hat, and smoke a cigar right up till the moment you go over. That’s a triumph.” — Ray Bradbury, Farewell Summer
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people aren’t evil, they are sick.
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only slightly more interesting than a plain white sheet of paper.
only barely beyond the point at which we consider it life.
existing just outside our realm of understanding.
taking up no more space than a single drop blood.
controlling every thought we have.
providing every weakness known to man.
more basic than our need for food.
it nourishes only for its own consumption.
as air we cannot breathe and water that burns our throats.
we gravitate ever closer to the abyss of great wonder and knowledge.
