Im back on tumblr.

I’ve revived this hollow skeleton full of words and wisdom

And bones of memes past and dreams

Past and for now im here to play

Amongst whatever it is that

Tumblr is

Anymore

19 Oct 2017

“The resistance to the unpleasant situation is the root of suffering.”

— Ram Dass (via dharmarainbow)

xan-oku:

Future you knows a lot more than you do. They’ve learned, and healed, and grown. Try not to worry about them so much. Trust that they can take care of themselves. Focus instead on what you can do in the present. What joy and comfort can you bring yourself today?

(via bouquetsofperfumedstars)

hodge-podgery:

cuntravoid:
malformalady:
An old tree stump with grass growing over it, Faroe Islands
are you stupid thats a unicorn
oh what I have to draw this
I love this unicorn

(via bouquetsofperfumedstars)

corinnemariem:

kreuzdrache:
kumosama:
atlas-prime:
amarilloo:
If this isn’t how I get married then what’s the point
@soursongbird
@reggetti are these your future wedding pictures
@reedrill
UM???????????????????????????????????????

(Source: dofiga.net, via cmariem)

(Source: vestidoslindosatelier, via child-of-the-universe)

social commentary

is socially unacceptable

lest it be spinning webs around reason

deception is always in season

there is always a degree to which

the heart can grow colder

says the shadow cast over the whole of the earth.

the sky is our privelege, the stars our skin.

I’m afraid of periods, the end of sentences

so I avoid them like this shadow

like we all do

because we’re always doing fine when we’re in line for the

divine

there is meaning in this madness

to be found

in the shadows.

#poetry #trump #writing #1k #shadow self

te5seract:

Painting Arches by Derek Kind

(via pyrrhic-victoria)

thedemon-hauntedworld:

Fire in the Night Sky by Bill Currier on 500px

(via mentalalchemy)

monarchalchemist:

you open your mailbox
and you find a letter –
from a stranger
it’s pouring outside
and you’re lost in thought
your daily responsibilities
the dark hidden wars
between potential
allies at work
could this be that
missing source
of a miracle
you’ve been
wishing for?
you missed your train
who cares? the earth
will keep turning –
don’t prepare too long
for life is too short.
the sounds of the forest
and the cold in your veins
the heaviness of the weight
that prevents you from saying
what you truly want to say
why do you keep to yourself?
what if the spotlight was on you?
we’re all fucked up anyway
you’re not a special case