Gloucester Cathedral, England.
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frenzy and lightning
"You will hear thunder and remember me, and think: She wanted storms." ~Anna Akhmatova
In silence we face and admit the gap between the depth of our being, which we consistently ignore, and the surface which is untrue to our own reality. We recognize the need to be at home with ourselves in order that we may go out to meet others, not just with a mask of affability, but with real commitment and authentic love. That is the reason for choosing silence.
(Source: parabola-magazine, via silencesounds)
the OMGWTF Nebula
[It’s said it takes seven years
to grow completely new skin cells.]
To think, this year I will grow
into a body you never will
have touched.
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(Source: the-samazing-double-s, via imickeyd)
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Misty Forest
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cold atmosphere
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Beret, Atelier CezanneFrom the book: Travels with Van Gogh & the ImpressionistsNeil Folberg
Starry Night, Etretat
From the book: Travels with Van Gogh & the ImpressionistsNeil Folberg
I never saw the shards
of Jewish windows glinting
in the jagged river; or noticed
how the trees marched
in lines through Rhineland
forests, or how in wintertime
the snow fell as finely as ash.
(Source: poemeleon.org, via the-final-sentence)
pica
n. [abbr. picayune] the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
The escalator in the Tel Aviv Municipality Building
this is epic.
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Do not grow old, no matter how long you live. Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born.
Every part of my body felt electric. My chest ached and my head throbbed with the great terrible limitless possibility of the morning, and when it came, the sky was washed white, everything was new, and I hadn’t slept at all.
Dave Eggers (via nirvikalpa)
at night, I’ve got nowhere to hide.
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