1. annabelclaiire:

    Hypocrisy

    This is too amazing not to reblog and it also makes me feel sick and ashamed to be a human

    (Source: robemmy)

  2.  …and then after all that we wake up to a new day. And we remember why we do it, why we live for each day, because what is - is. What happens - happens. There is only this moment, and all the moments leading up to this moment, and all the moments that might follow this moment. And in this moment there are good people, achieving amazing things. There is beauty in the world, beauty in existence, beauty to create. There is a whole world to explore, to learn about, whole little worlds of people and big worlds of people to learn about and from. And so it is that for the most part, we are optimistic, bright, hopeful, because we are curious creatures by nature. Everything new is intriguing, we will never stop learning, creating, the day we do, we die, or at least this body dies. After that, who knows? Perhaps our souls live on, our spirits carry on the torch, to keep learning, moving towards who knows what, where, when and why. And we fight for this because it means something, this knowledge of things. It means we know something more about ourselves, about our natures, about the world we inhabit, however briefly for now. It means we belong to, or are a part of something, in something, for something, doing something. We don’t know what, or why, but we are a part of it…

    Accendo. Pondera. Pax. Amor.

  3. …and you wonder at our selfish need for attention, our complete disregard for your feelings. You created this; it’s what you wanted. A generation to consume everything you selfishly created for your monetary gain. Oh I’m sure you worked hard, to make your money and get out before the dust cleared on a broken dawn. I don’t blame you really - everyone else was doing it. What is left for us really, but to continue on this path? Of course we are trying to right your wrongs, some of us, trying to halt the rampant march of industrialisation, stop the earth from tipping the balance and destroying us. But you realise now, don’t you, that it’s a hell of a burden to carry. One we fight to ignore, just as you did. One that is simply gigantic in proportions, one that requires a worldview to fix. One that we are running out of time to make you all see… and you know, that we hope it will be fixed, but we don’t really expect it any time soon…

  4. kateoplis:

"I’m 87 years old…I only eat so I can smoke and stay alive.. The only fear I have is how long consciousness is gonna hang on after my body goes. I just hope there’s nothing. Like there was before I was born. I’m not really into religion, they’re all macrocosms of the ego. When man began to think he was a separate person with a separate soul, it created a violent situation.
The void, the concept of nothingness, is terrifying to most people on the planet. And I get anxiety attacks myself. I know the fear of that void. You have to learn to die before you die. You give up, surrender to the void, to nothingness.
Anybody else you’ve interviewed bring these things up? Hang on, I gotta take this call….. Hey, brother. That’s great, man. Yeah, I’m being interviewed… We’re talking about nothing. I’ve got him well-steeped in nothing right now. He’s stopped asking questions.”
- Harry Dean Stanton

    kateoplis:

    "I’m 87 years old…I only eat so I can smoke and stay alive.. The only fear I have is how long consciousness is gonna hang on after my body goes. I just hope there’s nothing. Like there was before I was born. I’m not really into religion, they’re all macrocosms of the ego. When man began to think he was a separate person with a separate soul, it created a violent situation.

    The void, the concept of nothingness, is terrifying to most people on the planet. And I get anxiety attacks myself. I know the fear of that void. You have to learn to die before you die. You give up, surrender to the void, to nothingness.

    Anybody else you’ve interviewed bring these things up? Hang on, I gotta take this call….. Hey, brother. That’s great, man. Yeah, I’m being interviewed… We’re talking about nothing. I’ve got him well-steeped in nothing right now. He’s stopped asking questions.”

    - Harry Dean Stanton

    (Source: eat-the-schoolgirl)

  5. I want this. Really really want this.

    kateoplis:

    My fishing cabin, by the singular Olson Kundig

  6. Tripping on broken stair.

    Fire burns… softly violent light.

    Your voice only…echoes.

    Into un-a-void-able.

    Can I… own this night? 

  7. (Source: minuty)

  8. glasmond:

    A new set for an apocalypse movie? 
    No.
    The riots in Kiev. This is happening right now.

    Those breathtaking pictures were taken by the young and usually happy tumblarian girl RedMisa during her volunteer work at Kiev.

    "I never thought that I would cry for my native country. I’m not particularly patriotic, I do not like politics, large gatherings of people, meetings and inspirational slogans. but I still go to the central street of Kyiv almost every day, doing volunteer work, doing all I can to help. two months of no change for the better, things were getting worse and worse. but when the killings began, catching the protesters in the streets and beating them up…that was the last straw for me. I do not know what to expect next."

    - RedMisa, http://redmisa.tumblr.com/

    The Ukraine probably won’t have access to the internet soon. Read more about it here.

  9. There will come a time when you want to cut off all your hair. Do it. Realise that the thing you want rid of doesn’t lie in the long curls that frame your face so perfectly. Live with short hair for a while. It’ll grow.

    You won’t always want to talk to people. That’s okay. When it’s late and you hear your friends talking in the next room, you don’t have to join them. You’re allowed your solitude. It makes company sweeter and it teaches you how to survive alone. You will need that skill.

    In the winter, you’ll believe that nothing will ever grow again. You’re wrong. Every year, London looks like it’s on its last legs, wheezing through those last cold days in March. Every year, spring comes like an explosion and the city shakes off its sleep.

    Mundane problems will get the better of you sometimes. Don’t worry. Try as you might, life cannot be an endless, beautiful, intense moment. Find comfort in money worries and late trains; they’re a welcome rest in between heartbreaks and breakdowns.

    People will call you a cynic, a wry smile on their faces. Pay them no mind. You alone know that you are capable of a love greater than anything they can comprehend. You alone know that you are not willing to sell your identity and respect to the first smirking halfwit to pass by. It is not cynicism. It is reverence for your own vast and fathomless heart, and it makes sense only to love someone who understands that and is awed by it.

    You will not always get what you want when you want it. Accept it. Your goals are not set in stone and you are not on a fixed trajectory. Sometimes, life will take its time and you will have to play the long, interminable game. Play it well and with as much grace as you can muster. Live at your own pace.

    At night, you will occasionally wake up afraid, wanting to die. Don’t give in. Night plays its tricks, but you are not so easily fooled. Your mind will play its tricks, too. It will make you believe that you’re not who you are, but you must not give in. You take a breath and you tell yourself that you are here. That you always were.

    — Practical Advice for Difficult Women (#20 - 9th December)

    Practical advice for difficult women.

    (Source: blood-and-magic)