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did-you-kno:

It’s called the border between heaven and earth.







You know, I used to think Miyazaki films were really imaginative. Now that I’m older, I know that he was just inspired by beauty like this.

did-you-kno:

It’s called the border between heaven and earth.

You know, I used to think Miyazaki films were really imaginative. Now that I’m older, I know that he was just inspired by beauty like this.

nolitetebastardes:

sometimes love is blind

nolitetebastardes:

sometimes love is blind

poorartists:

Paige Bradley created one of the most striking sculptures I’ve seen in recent times. Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light.

“From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”

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(Source: ambersatania)

A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to slowly be born.
Antoine de Saint-Exupery (via thingssheloves)

I Know My Soul
I plucked my soul out of its secret place, And held it to the mirror of my eye, To see it like a star against the sky, A twitching body quivering in space, A spark of passion shining on my face. And I explored it to determine why This awful key to my infinity Conspires to rob me of sweet joy and grace. And if the sign may not be fully read, If I can comprehend but not control, I need not gloom my days with futile dread, Because I see a part and not the whole. Contemplating the strange, I’m comforted By this narcotic thought: I know my soul. - Claude McKay

I Know My Soul

I plucked my soul out of its secret place,
And held it to the mirror of my eye,
To see it like a star against the sky,
A twitching body quivering in space,
A spark of passion shining on my face.
And I explored it to determine why
This awful key to my infinity
Conspires to rob me of sweet joy and grace.
And if the sign may not be fully read,
If I can comprehend but not control,
I need not gloom my days with futile dread,
Because I see a part and not the whole.
Contemplating the strange, I’m comforted
By this narcotic thought: I know my soul.

- Claude McKay

redskiesandblueseas:

orientaltiger:

Russian artists, Leonid Tishkov and Boris Bendikov,  created the moon for their “Private Moon” series.

reminds me of the sliding door of the barn whiskey and the guns

redskiesandblueseas:

orientaltiger:

Russian artists, Leonid Tishkov and Boris Bendikov, created the moon for their “Private Moon” series.

reminds me of the sliding door of the barn whiskey and the guns
Most of the dandelions had changed from suns into moons.
Vladimir Nabokov (via loveyourchaos)

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