Amare et sapere vix deo conceditur.

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Sat, 18 May 2013 22:26:30 -0400

"eyewitness, n. So much of my history resides in you now; so much of your history resides in me."

Sat, 18 May 2013 22:12:47 -0400

“eyewitness, n.
So much of my history resides in you now; so much of your history resides in me.”

- David Levithan (via weissewiese)

devidsketchbook: CAMERA OBSCURA BY ABELARDO...

Sat, 18 May 2013 22:04:48 -0400

Photographer Abelardo Morell | posted by devidsketchbook.com

Photographer Abelardo Morell | posted by devidsketchbook.com

Photographer Abelardo Morell | posted by devidsketchbook.com

Photographer Abelardo Morell | posted by devidsketchbook.com

devidsketchbook:

CAMERA OBSCURA BY ABELARDO MORELL

Photographer Abelardo Morell - “I made my first picture using camera obscura techniques in my darkened living room in 1991. In setting up a room to make this kind of photograph, I cover all windows with black plastic in order to achieve total darkness. Then, I cut a small hole in the material I use to cover the windows. This opening allows an inverted image of the view outside to flood onto the back walls of the room. Typically then I focused my large-format camera on the incoming image on the wall then make a camera exposure on film. In the beginning, exposures took from five to ten hours”. [see more]

"Tomorrow will be better.” “But what if it’s not?” I asked. “Then you say it again tomorrow. Because..."

Sat, 18 May 2013 22:02:26 -0400

““Tomorrow will be better.”
“But what if it’s not?” I asked.
“Then you say it again tomorrow. Because it might be. You never know, right? At some point, tomorrow will be better.””

- Amy and Roger’s Epic Detour by Morgan Matson (via lostinthesounds)

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Sat, 18 May 2013 21:53:31 -0400

lafleurdesmurailles: secret garden by ClaraNebeling on Flickr.

Sat, 18 May 2013 00:37:21 -0400

lafleurdesmurailles:

secret garden by ClaraNebeling on Flickr.

"I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak And then suck my ex girlfriend’s name out of..."

Sat, 18 May 2013 00:32:39 -0400

“

I want you to bite my lip until I can no longer speak
And then suck my ex girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations.
I’m going to be honest, I’m not really a love poet
In fact, every time I try to write about love my hands cramp… just to show me how painful love can be.
And sometimes my pencils break, just to prove to me that every now and then love takes a little more work than you planned
See I heard that love is blind so, I write all my poems in Braille
And my poems are never actually finished because true love is endless.
I always believed that real love is kind of like a super model before she’s air brushed;
It’s pure and imperfect, just the way that God intended.
See I’m going to be honest, I’m not a love poet
But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love I swear that my first poem…
It would be about you.

About how I loved you the same way that I learned how to ride a bike: Scared
But reckless with no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.
You see, I’m not really a love poet
But if I was I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window
You see I’ve written like a million poems hoping that somehow maybe someway you’ll jump out of the page and be closer to me
Because if you were here, right now
I would massage your back until your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to.

Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name and you smile like the Pacific ocean
I want to drink the sunlight in your skin.
If I was a love poet
I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful
Even on days when everything around you is ugly
You see I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink.

If I was a love poet
I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture
Every time I hear the vibration in your voice so whenever I see your name on the caller ID my heart
It plays hop scotch inside of my chest.
Yo it climbs on to my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.
I know this sounds strange but every now and then I pray that God somehow turns you back into one of my ribs…
Just so that I would never have to spend an entire day without you.

I swear, I’m not a love poet
But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning and decide that I really wanted to write about love
My first poem it would be about you
And after all of that she was like, so how do you feel about me?
And I said, put it like this:
I want to be your ex boyfriend’s stunt man. I want to do everything that he never had the courage to do like… trust you.

I swear that when our lips touch I can taste the next sixty years of my life.
And some days I want to swallow stacks of your pictures just so you can be a part of me for a little bit longer.
If I could I would sample your smile and then I would let my heart beat
Do the bass line, we would create the greatest love song of all time
Whenever, we stand next to each other, love I was the only one made for you and you can be at last my Etta James
I’ll be oh child when you’re in pain or you could be candy coated drops of rain
Even though it never rains in Southern California
And together, we could be music.

And when my friends ask if you’re my girlfriend
I’ll say no.
She is my musician
And me… I’m her favorite song.

”

- Rudy Francisco, “Love Poem Medley” (via larmoyante)

"We tend to think animals are lower than us, but all the scientists in the world couldn’t design and..."

Sat, 18 May 2013 00:26:35 -0400

“We tend to think animals are lower than us, but all the scientists in the world couldn’t design and operate a bumblebee’s wing. We can’t jump or run very fast, and we can’t carry vast weights like an ant can. We can’t see in the dark and we can’t fly except crammed in a noisy tube like sardines, which doesn’t count. Humans compared to animals are almost totally deaf, and we can’t smell a fart in an elevator by their standards. We are finite and separate, and neurotic, while the consciousness of an animal is at peace and eternal. We strive and go crazy to become more important. Animals rest and sleep and enjoy the company of each other. We think we have evolved upwards from animals but we have lost almost all of their qualities and abilities. The idea that animals don’t have consciousness or that they don’t have a soul is rather crass. It shows a lack of consciousness. They talk, they have families, they feel things, they act individually or together to solve problems, they often care of their young as a tribal unit. They play, they travel, and medicate themselves when they get sick. They cry when others in the herd die, they know about us humans. Of course they have a soul, a very pristine one. We humans are only now attempting with the recent rise in consciousness to achieve the soul that animals have naturally.”

- Stuart Wilde (x)

stylistnotions: Falling Garden installation by Gerda Steiner...

Sat, 18 May 2013 00:10:27 -0400

stylistnotions:

Falling Garden installation by Gerda Steiner and Jorg Lenzlinger.

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Fri, 17 May 2013 01:12:17 -0400

"I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity."

Wed, 15 May 2013 22:10:52 -0400

““I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.””

- Beatrice Sparks, Go Ask Alice (via charmingbookquotes)

tearingdowndoors: Untitled | .sxf

Wed, 15 May 2013 21:46:53 -0400

tearingdowndoors:

Untitled | .sxf

"People look so beautiful when their expressions show that they know they have a future."

Mon, 13 May 2013 21:57:20 -0400

“People look so beautiful when their expressions show that they know they have a future.”

- Nakajima in Banana Yoshimoto’s The Lake (via jjoongie)

arabamolsamontgiymezdim: Joel Sueur

Mon, 13 May 2013 21:47:12 -0400

arabamolsamontgiymezdim:

Joel Sueur

likeafieldmouse: C Rocket

Mon, 13 May 2013 21:41:55 -0400

likeafieldmouse:

C Rocket

ronit bigal

Fri, 10 May 2013 23:46:12 -0400

ronit bigal

leslieseuffert: The_White_Deer | Tumblr

Fri, 10 May 2013 23:45:37 -0400

leslieseuffert:

The_White_Deer | Tumblr

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Fri, 10 May 2013 23:43:55 -0400

"It is not where you are or what you are physically doing in the real world that I am interested in,..."

Fri, 10 May 2013 23:42:43 -0400

“It is not where you are or what you are physically doing in the real world that I am interested in, rather your perceptions of where real life places you in your mind’s landscape; who you are and what you are doing there.”

- Kymia Nawabi (via builtbylasers)

blua: Fika with Emma by sunbear

Fri, 10 May 2013 23:41:19 -0400

blua:

Fika with Emma by sunbear