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4 months ago
karizmatik:

well

karizmatik:

well

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It’s all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It’s a dream already ended. There’s nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenedhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born. Cite Arrow Jack Kerouac (via ondinia)

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4 months ago

gdmbp:

Lee Jeffries lives in Manchester in the United Kingdom. Close to the professional football circle, this artist starts to photograph sporting events. A chance meeting with a young homeless girl in the streets of London changes his artistic approach forever. Lee Jeffries recalls that, initially, he had stolen a photo from this young homeless girl huddled in a sleeping bag. The photographer knew that the young girl had noticed him but his first reaction was to leave. He says that something made him stay and go and discuss with the homeless girl. His perception about the homeless completely changes. They become the subject of his art. The models in his photographs are homeless people that he has met in Europe and in the United States: «Situations arose, and I made an effort to learn to get to know each of the subjects before asking their permission to do their portrait.» From then onwards, his photographs portray his convictions and his compassion to the world.

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4 months ago
herr-amn:

“It’s so weird. It’s like our time together is just ours. It’s our  own creation. It must be like I’m in your dream, and you in mine. And what’s so cool is that this whole evening, all our time together, shouldn’t officially be happening.”
- Before Sunrise (1995)

herr-amn:

“It’s so weird. It’s like our time together is just ours. It’s our own creation. It must be like I’m in your dream, and you in mine. And what’s so cool is that this whole evening, all our time together, shouldn’t officially be happening.”

- Before Sunrise (1995)

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5 months ago
And Now…

marcmanley:

Christopher Hitchens shall know who indeed was crazy.

فستبصر ويبصرون بأييكم المفتون

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9 months ago
amirsulaiman:

the closest thing i have to a “home”.

amirsulaiman:

the closest thing i have to a “home”.

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