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Suddenly you’re ripped into being alive. And life is pain, and life is suffering, and life is horror, but my god you’re alive and its spectacular.
Joseph Campbell   (via budddha)
Something fell down between
Me and me,
One afternoon,
Long ago.
James Wright, from section 1 of “Katy Did,” Collected Poems (Wesleyan University Press, 1971)
inneroptics:

MARK ARBEIT

inneroptics:

MARK ARBEIT

Sometimes I think I am growing invisible,
becoming the color of air.
People, seasons, ownings
more and more pass through me.
I am lighter than I have ever been,
more foolish, more longing,
wrong about so much.
I did not know I could possibly feel
as if nothing had happened yet,
as if it were only now beginning,
breath rising, eyes lifting,
fingers opening for their first
wondering touch of the world.
Deborah Pope, closing strophe to “Lines from the Book of Days,” from Falling Out of the Sky (Louisiana State University Press, 1999)
maihudson:

Marina Abramović, Crystal Cinema I, 1990.
clear quartz, wooden stool.
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maihudson:

Marina Abramović, Crystal Cinema I, 1990.

clear quartz, wooden stool.

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nevver:

Third Arabesque, Joe McNally

nevver:

Third Arabesque, Joe McNally

iglovequotes:

Daily dose of love quotes here

iglovequotes:

Daily dose of love quotes here

inneroptics:

Marc Chagall

inneroptics:

Marc Chagall

Submission isn’t something you throw at people and hope they want it.
Submission is probably the single sexiest thing a person can offer. It’s saying ‘I know exactly who I am. I know exactly what I want. I choose to place it all in your hands and let you lead me and love me because I believe the journey will be beautiful.’