recoveryored:

naomster:

ive-been-triggered-by-kankri:

likeafieldmouse:

Heike Mutter & Ulrich Genth - Tiger & Turtle (2011) - A walk-along “roller coaster”

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO THE LOOP-DE-LOOP

DO YOU HAVE TO RUN AND DO YOUR BEST OR WHAT

What? Do you think we’re sonic the hedgehog or something?

brb

Cool!

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jeffprudencio:

For about a month, I’ve kept everything to myself, barricaded inside my room, confined at my apartment, all by my own discretion. Developing in SF, i realized being away from home or just from people in general really leaves you contemplating. I’ve noticed all the bullshit in society and…

This echoes so many things that have happened this past year.
And I feel like this all the time too.
Think about you often man, I’m here for you.

When I need a pick-me-up, I just play it over, and over, and over…. :) 

Hallelujah I Love Her So—Ray Charles

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A puzzle.

Something that has perplexed me is how much people change and adapt over time.
You see, I find it quite interesting how people change their demeanors, their personalities, their very being to adapt to the time and place they are living in. Who I am today is vastly different from the person I was four years ago. So much has happened. People change. And they will always keep on changing. That is just a fact of life. It is these change that cause so much trouble for people. People make promises, they build trust, they build entire civilizations and then one day, it all changes. And what may be left behind is melancholy, resent and fear for the unknown. It happened to Egypt. It happens to every relationship since time began. So long as we change, we will continue to be let down and hurt.

The way to find happiness is by realizing this, accepting it, and then living in the moment, with the acknowledgment of the future as well as the past that constitutes your memory. Dealing with the hurt does not have to be a depressing, overly dark experience. Dealing with it, is just that, a deal. A compromise. It is realizing that what you had previously is no longer there, but you as a being are, and that you can and will survive without it and must now learn to fill that void with something else. Something that will keep you advancing forward. To the future. Not living in a land of ghosts. In a way, life and your being are like a puzzle. Always shifting. Coming together in some manner. But always with holes and spaces. The entirety of your life is the picture itself. And until you die, you will never be able to complete the puzzle. Life is learning to live with the missing patches of an incomplete picture, not knowing what it is exactly and still appreciating it for the brilliance that it is. You will try constantly to make pieces fit into what you believe the picture to be, but the pieces will tell you where they go, eventually, never right away. Mastering that process, is happiness. 

Morning Passages by Philip Glass 
From the movie The Hours. 

On mornings when you wake up early and don’t feel so well and feel like you’re not quite sure where the day will lead you; this is your song with a cup of tea. 

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An excerpt from what I’m reading right now. As she said, nothing every truly happened until you’ve written it down. Her usage of description and stream of consciousness is superb. 
Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. 

An excerpt from what I’m reading right now. 
As she said, nothing every truly happened until you’ve written it down. 
Her usage of description and stream of consciousness is superb. 

Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf. 

(Source: greencrook)

This scene from Cinema Paradiso, gets me everytime. The movie itself is incredible, but this scene here resonates in because, what Toto’s mother says to him after he finally comes back to his hometown after 30 years. “Here, there are only ghosts”. And at times I feel that’s how coming back home is.  Nothing is the same at all, only memories of people and events, that are no longer here, bonds that are no longer as strong, promises that have faded away. 

This scene from Cinema Paradiso, gets me everytime. The movie itself is incredible, but this scene here resonates in because, what Toto’s mother says to him after he finally comes back to his hometown after 30 years. 
“Here, there are only ghosts”.
And at times I feel that’s how coming back home is.  
Nothing is the same at all, only memories of people and events, that are no longer here, bonds that are no longer as strong, promises that have faded away. 

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And the notes were taken, aha.
John Legend.  

Great jam.  

"One can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the sorrow with each, and not betray any of them."

Gabriel García Márquez (via pavorst)

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Ohai.

I think I’ll actually start posting/writing on this thing…yeah…
That sounds like a good idea.

Starting…

Right…

Now.