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symphonyofthecosmos:

cineraria:

Bicycle Powered Tree House Elevator - YouTube


Patti Smith and Sam Shepard

Patti Smith and Sam Shepard


Beginnings are definitely the most exciting, middles are perplexing and endings are a disaster.

theparisreview:

Everything*
You came one day andas usual in such matterssignificance filled everything—your eyes, the things youknew, the way you turned,leaned, stood, or sat,this way or that: whenyou left, the area around here rosea tilted tide, and everything thatoffers desolation drained away.
—A. R. Ammons
*This poem was found after the poet’s death on the back of an envelope from Helen Vendler, November 28, 1981.
Photography Credit Matthew Genitempo.

theparisreview:

Everything*

You came one day and
as usual in such matters
significance filled everything—
your eyes, the things you
knew, the way you turned,
leaned, stood, or sat,
this way or that: when
you left, the area around here rose
a tilted tide, and everything that
offers desolation drained away.

A. R. Ammons

*This poem was found after the poet’s death on the back of an envelope from Helen Vendler, November 28, 1981.

Photography Credit Matthew Genitempo.


"is there any way i could crash in the basement of your heart?"
-Eef Barzelay

"is there any way i could crash in the basement of your heart?"

-Eef Barzelay




workman:

darksilenceinsuburbia:
Allegory of Pneuma or Divine Breath (second half of the eighteenth century). Anon. (New Spain).
 
Via

workman:

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Allegory of Pneuma or Divine Breath (second half of the eighteenth century). Anon. (New Spain).

 

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nevver:

The Dude


"…So then, yes. I find myself at this stage of womankind and nineteen years, a genius, a thief, a liar-a general moral vagabond, a fool more or less, and a philosopher of the peripatetic school. Also I find that even this combination can not make one happy. It serves, however, to occupy my versatile mind, to keep me wondering what it is a kind Devil has in store for me."
-Mary MacLane

"…So then, yes. I find myself at this stage of womankind and nineteen years, a genius, a thief, a liar-a general moral vagabond, a fool more or less, and a philosopher of the peripatetic school. Also I find that even this combination can not make one happy. It serves, however, to occupy my versatile mind, to keep me wondering what it is a kind Devil has in store for me."

-Mary MacLane


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