1. landscapes-cf:

Landscape.cf
 - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images! 

'Tell meWhat do I doWhen you’re not here?What do I doWhen you’re not here?I get my kicks like you.’[FKA Twigs - Kicks]_______(Verse)I breathe inThe same air like youFollow at your paceTread the same pathJust like you (do)You’re only one step aheadAnd still I’m losing sightMaybe because nobodyHas ever shown meA target in life.(Chorus)Tell meWhere to place my next stepWhen to make my next pleadAsk for things that I don’t getI don’t getI don’t getI don’t get it what you wantI only try to follow suitYou keep me at lengthShoot holes in my parachute.(Verse)Close my mind likeYou’d close a door.You have all the loveIn the worldAnd still want moreGet me one piece Of your cakeOr tell me at leastOf what it is madeYou gave me aMap to the starsThough I knowIt’s just a fake(Pre-Chorus)Never let me reach themNot even with your guideI can’t even see themSurrounded by the night(Chorus)[Cofias - Brother]

    landscapes-cf:

    Landscape.cf - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images!

    'Tell me
    What do I do
    When you’re not here?
    What do I do
    When you’re not here?
    I get my kicks like you.’
    [FKA Twigs - Kicks]
    _______
    (Verse)
    I breathe in
    The same air like you
    Follow at your pace
    Tread the same path
    Just like you (do)

    You’re only one step ahead
    And still I’m losing sight
    Maybe because nobody
    Has ever shown me
    A target in life.

    (Chorus)
    Tell me
    Where to place my next step
    When to make my next plead
    Ask for things that I don’t get
    I don’t get
    I don’t get
    I don’t get it what you want
    I only try to follow suit
    You keep me at length
    Shoot holes in my parachute.

    (Verse)
    Close my mind like
    You’d close a door.
    You have all the love
    In the world
    And still want more

    Get me one piece
    Of your cake
    Or tell me at least
    Of what it is made
    You gave me a
    Map to the stars
    Though I know
    It’s just a fake

    (Pre-Chorus)
    Never let me reach them
    Not even with your guide
    I can’t even see them
    Surrounded by the night

    (Chorus)
    [Cofias - Brother]

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  2. elenamorelli:

    { from eggental to pustertal }

    'Unlike a drop of water which loses its identity when it joins the ocean, man does not lose his being in the society in which he lives. Man's life is independent. He is born not for the development of the society alone, but for the development of his self.'
    B. R. Ambedkar

    … and I simply get lost at sea.

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  3. They say Thales was studying the stars, Theodorus, and gazing aloft, when he fell into a well; and a witty and amusing Thracian servant-girl made fun of him because, she said, he was wild to know about what was up in the sky but failed to see what was in front of him and under his feet. The same joke applies to all who spend their lives in philosophy.
    Plato (via philosophy-quotes)
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  4. We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.
    George R. R. Martin (via seabois)
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  5. Book onWorld off

    Book on
    World off

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  6. landscapes-cf:

Landscape.cf
 - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images! 

One more secret and I’ll have to leave.'(12) The spirit drive him out into the wilderness. (13) And he was in the wilderness forty days, being tempted by Satan. And he was with the wild animals, and the angels were ministering to him.'Mark 1:12-13Just like so many others before I’ll simply walk into the wilderness, have a seat and wait for Godot.I’ll enjoy the silence of the desert and think about all of these tiny secrets that in the meantime have piled up to build a mountain high enough to visit the moon afoot.Just kidding.There are only a few things I don’t want to tell but there’s also a major one and I’m craving to reveal.And no one should know it.So I’ll just sit there in the middle of nowhere, gathering my thoughts.Drown in my sadness anddie just like I’ve lived.All alone.

    landscapes-cf:

    Landscape.cf - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images!

    One more secret and I’ll have to leave.

    '(12) The spirit drive him out into the wilderness. (13) And he was in the wilderness forty days, being tempted by Satan. And he was with the wild animals, and the angels were ministering to him.'
    Mark 1:12-13

    Just like so many others before I’ll simply walk into the wilderness, have a seat and wait for Godot.

    I’ll enjoy the silence of the desert and think about all of these tiny secrets that in the meantime have piled up to build a mountain high enough to visit the moon afoot.
    Just kidding.

    There are only a few things I don’t want to tell but there’s also a major one and I’m craving to reveal.
    And no one should know it.

    So I’ll just sit there in the middle of nowhere, gathering my thoughts.

    Drown in my sadness and
    die just like I’ve lived.
    All alone.

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  7. landscapes-cf:

Landscape.cf
 - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images! 

Two things about Paris:'If you are lucky enough to have live in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a movable feast.'Ernest Hemingwayand'Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual,'Angela CarterOr as Audrey Hepburn puts it:Paris is always a good idea.

    landscapes-cf:

    Landscape.cf - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images!

    Two things about Paris:

    'If you are lucky enough to have live in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a movable feast.'
    Ernest Hemingway

    and

    'Cities have sexes: London is a man, Paris a woman, and New York a well-adjusted transsexual,'
    Angela Carter

    Or as Audrey Hepburn puts it:
    Paris is always a good idea.

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  8. What would your book fort look like?I think I’ll buy one of these arm chairs that look like eggs.

    What would your book fort look like?

    I think I’ll buy one of these arm chairs that look like eggs.

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  9. landscapes-cf:

Landscape.cf
 - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images! 

'In a perfect worldWe’ll see creation come undoneWe’ll see creation come undoneThese bones that bound usWill be goneWe’ll stir our spiritsUntil we’re oneThen soft as shadowsWe’ll become.’Porter Robinson- Sea of Voices -

    landscapes-cf:

    Landscape.cf - Wonderful landscapes every half hour! Beautiful images!

    'In a perfect world
    We’ll see creation come undone
    We’ll see creation come undone
    These bones that bound us
    Will be gone
    We’ll stir our spirits
    Until we’re one
    Then soft as shadows
    We’ll become.’
    Porter Robinson
    - Sea of Voices -

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  10. asylum-art:

    Photo Collages by Rocio Montoya

    artist on tumblr

    'Creativity is a spark.
    It can be excruciating when we are running to rocks together and getting nothing.
    And it can be intensely satisfying when the flame catches and a new idea sweeps around the world.’
    Jonah Lehrer

    Somehow the photo collages remind me of the French folktale of ‘Le Barbe Bleu’ or rather ‘Bluebeard’.
    A former professor of mine told me story but not without explaining the meaning behind it.
    Every person here on earth is just like Bluebeard’s ch√Ęteau:
    The seven rooms contain our secrets, everything we don’t want to tell.
    The longer we know someone, however, the easier is it for us to open the locked doors and reveal these secrets hiding in the room.
    But it does not matter how long we know someone, at no time will we ever unlock the last door to our deepest and probably most terrific secret/s.
    This door will remain locked to all eternity and so will our secret.

    Have you ever heard of Salome’s ‘Dance of the Seven Veils’.
    It is the same symbol:
    She undresses six of her veils but never would she take off the last of them - since Salome then would be entirely naked.

    Some things should be left under the veil and these pictures remind me of this fact:
    Sometimes you don’t want to show who you really are, show your true face, so that you hide it, distort your character, act completely different.

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