mcescher-art:

Life Force, 1919
M.C. Escher 

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Life Force, 1919

M.C. Escher 

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"A compliment is infinitely more difficult to experience then a criticism"

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artemisdreaming:

Life is an experimental journey undertaken involuntarily. It is a journey of the spirit through the material world and, since it is the spirit that travels, it is the spirit that is experienced. That is why there exist contemplative souls who have lived more intensely, more widely, more tumultuously than others who have lived their lives purely externally.
 ~Fernando Pessoa,  June 13, 1888 – November 30, 1935
  The Book of Disquiet
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artemisdreaming:

Life is an experimental journey undertaken involuntarily. It is a journey of the spirit through the material world and, since it is the spirit that travels, it is the spirit that is experienced. That is why there exist contemplative souls who have lived more intensely, more widely, more tumultuously than others who have lived their lives purely externally.



~Fernando Pessoa,  June 13, 1888 – November 30, 1935

  The Book of Disquiet

  Image:  by Bottelho (wiki)

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"There are things known
and there are things unknown
and in between are the doors."

Jim Morrison, Letters from Joe (via observando)

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kaynic0le:

#THIS.

kaynic0le:

#THIS.

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"Chill Starts in the Lungs"

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"Apollo, the Sun god, ordered the Sun to shine on the brown people.
To blacken them. Black, the symbol of hope.
Fertile soul, restful nights, tempered steel, all the color black,
a symbol of hope like the sky before a thunderstorm after a drought.
The brown people absorbed the Sun’s rays and the Sun fell in love with the Night colored people, and kissed them everyday
even in the Moon’s light."

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"Man I can tell you after decades of self-hatred, it’s vital you love yourself. Loving yourself isn’t selfishness. That’s a power vibe. Selfishness is where you take without satisfaction: time, money, affection. You place yourself as apex in selfishness and everyone must pour into you. That’s not self-love. Self-love is where you recognize the being you are has the right to live and grow. The being you are has the right to think and feel and move within the world. A bird doesn’t question it’s flight and it doesn’t ask permission. It just throws itself and hopefully the wingspan takes over. You love yourself first, it’s like recognizing other people are out there, that everyone has the right to feel strong and be active in life. Well how do I love myself? Start small and build. Put your shoulders back a little. Breath from your gut a little. Eyes on horizon instead of your feet. Build the physicality of loving yourself. And just, get into it."

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feelmotivated:

Be true to yourself

feelmotivated:

Be true to yourself

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"At the back of silent black spine
Tendons singing half-spark nothing
Adagio for strings
Helios philharmonic
Pomegranates frozen for spring
The skin you live in and in which the sky kisses you
That which you are and carry
Lovable shroud
Black in contrast, smooth in texture
Made a sign and sting, made by people hued like me
As something to hate
That which the sun has bathed you in
Made a minor chord by those of my hue
Who hid ourselves under rocks, drinking the pale
Lest the sun kiss us"

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