adventuroushobbit:

the2heartlessbeings:

AND DON’T LIE.

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nayyirahwaheed:

poem.
 from salt. by nayyirah waheed.

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mostlythemarsh:

Compelled

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antika98:

@lies @beautylish

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Don’t think about all those things you fear.

Just be glad to be here.

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artfilmfan:

20th Century Women

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“People do not see you, / They invent you and accuse you.”

– Hélène Cixous, from The Selected Plays of Hélène Cixous; “The Perjured City,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)

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k-m-anthony:

brain.jpg(s)

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bourbakiaxiom:

(Figure with Scales (1957), by Joy Hester)

Our Life

(by Aspazija; my translation from the Latvian original)

Our life is so brief here,
Like a bird’s rest upon a twig,
A hundred desires of the heart
Rushing to cast each other out.

From backwards looking habits,
The future calls us hence,
Misunderstood, disused,
Away from this troubled present.

It is as if the marsh lights fortune*
Enticingly appears –
As you rush forwards to grasp it
The lights are already shining behind you.

Only that which we have lost,
Do we admit as being precious
And behind the pain, it is for tranquility
We search, along with hope.

As the pages fade to pale
And life’s blossom shrivels
The heart within our breast
Still twitches unhappily.

Up to the unreachable heights
Our ideals lift away –
For us creatures formed from dust
All that remains is struggling after them.

Aspazija

(*Note: “marsh lights’ fortune” refers to the Latvian legend that where
there are “false fires” (Will O’the Wisps) in marshes, one can find
money)

Keep reading for Latvian original

Keep reading

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A Winged Victory For The Sullen / Atomos VII

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twitter: the world is descending into darkness at every scale of analysis
tumblr: here are cute animals and optimistic young people sharing love, humor, and compassion
me:

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charliebowater:

Sometimes I worry not everyone has listened to the gorgeousness that is Sleeping At Last’s Atlas series. JUST, ATLAS OKAY. JUST LISTEN. ATLAS. ALL THE ATLAS. 

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kerryrenaissance:

weavemama:

when u realize people have been protesting against trump and his shitty ass policies from the day he got in office to his 100th day……….. 

Let’s keep it up until the day he’s gone.

And on the day he’s gone those of us who’ve made it that far get to march one more time. A spontaneous march in every town, on every street.

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Favourite Colour – Spc Eco

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Only the most committed followers will have any idea why this is here.

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Freedom Fighter, Bowery Electric (2000)

We hold these things to be true
Like a flock of sparrows flying over you
We plot and we plan
Burning oil like the world won’t end
Like the world won’t end

Another day, another world war
Find out walking through the grocery store
Watching bombs through the TV eye
Light it up like the Fourth of July
Like the Fourth of July

God’s on both sides
But I don’t break it when the bombs start flying
I know it’s just a symbol to you
You, you come on like a freedom fighter
You come on like a freedom fighter

Another gift from a far off friend
Coming at you from over the sand
That’s what the bellicose do
We try to reach the human in you
The human in you

God’s on both sides
Thank God we make them try
Don’t wake when the camera’s on you
You, you’ll go out like a freedom fighter
You’re gone like a freedom fighter

You’ll go out like a freedom fighter
You’ll go out like a freedom fighter
You’ll go out like a freedom fighter

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radiohead – the numbers

It holds us like a phantom
It touches like a breeze
It shines its understanding
See the moon smiling

Open on all channels
Ready to receive
And we’re not at the mercy
Of your chimeras and spells
Your chimeras and spells

We are of the earth
To her we do return
The future is inside us
It’s not somewhere else
It’s not somewhere else
It’s not somewhere else

One day at a time

We call upon the people
People have this power
The numbers don’t decide
Your system is a lie
The river running dry
The wings of a butterfly
And you may pour us away like soup
Like we’re pretty broken flowers
We’ll take back what is ours
We’ll take back what is ours

One day at a time

Written by Colin Greenfield, Jonathan Greenwood, Edward John O’ Brien, Philip Selway, Thomas Yorke • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

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