gnostix2

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pikstrim:

Swarovski Crystal Worlds, Austria

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actegratuit:

Tomasz Alen Kopera

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I recommend the following course of action for those who are just beginning their careers, or for those like me, who may be reconfiguring midway through: heed the words of Robert Frost. Start with a big, fat lump in your throat, start with a profound sense of wrong, a deep homesickness, or a crazy love sickness, and run with it.

Debbie Millman (via amandajas)

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Far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person.

Gloria Steinem (via fawun)

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The poor steamer foundered because it drifted…the man who has no aim higher than himself also drifts…Do not drift, but steer.

James Freeman Clarke, Everyday Religion (1886) p.6 (Unitarian, clergy, reformer)

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o-delaisse:

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If you want to have what you have not, you must do what you do not.

Zen master (via sina-santi2)

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landscapelifescape:

Motukiekie, South Island, New Zealand

Motukiekie Galaxies (by Joshua Cripps)

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thepianofarm:

Dan Leamen, one of the five poets from the first Poetry Revival tour, has started a new literary journal titled The New. I did the cover for the first issue and have three new poems inside it as well. Matt Mason of Nebraska was the guest editor and has done a remarkable job. This first issue has poems from:
Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz
Jason Bayani
Dawn Gabriel
Michael Mlekoday
Khary Jackson
Zedeka Poindexter
Sam Stecher
Katie Wheeler-Dubin
Bart Schaneman
Twyla Hansen
Heidi Hermanson
Ross Hickerson
Steve Langan
Shawnte Orion
Marcella Remund
and Todd Robinson

Check it out here.

(via mightypen)

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thecrimsonarcher:

Elkmont, Tennessee—

The piano inside of the old house, which has sadly fallen into ruin after many years of neglect. There is actually a picture on either Flikr or Google Images that someone had taken of this piano in 2006. It was in perfect condition.

What was so heartbreaking is that when we tried to press the keys of this piano, the only sound that was uttered was a rusty clank that was completely out of tune. It didn’t even sound natural at all, but a little sad. My friend Schon and my Mom played on the piano for a bit, “composing” a little tune whose echo seemed both sad and distant, even a little hollow and lifeless.

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meowbox:

Longsuffering by =NataliaDrepina