Here I sit between my brother the mountain and my sister the sea. We three are one in loneliness, and the love that binds us together is deep and strong and strange.
Kahlil Gibran (via whimsicalele)
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"Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself." -Friedrich Nietzsche
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Things I will do today:
- Shower & reluctantly wash my hair
- Scrounge around my house for some food I can make for lunch
- Get ready & find a nice outfit to wear in this nice weather
- Clean up around the house & do laundry
- Bake lemon bar cookie cups for my grandma
- Go to GNC to buy an assortment of vitamins & supplements
- Grocery shop for food to cook
- Shop around for new slippers to wear around my house
- Thrift at Community & Salvation Army for a bit to kill time
- Wait for my mom to get out of work so I can take her out for dinner
- Take her to Donut Man afterwards since the strawberry donuts are back in season & they are her favorite dessert
- Come home, watch hours of Criminal Minds, & waste time on Pinterest+Tumblr
It’s so nice to finally have a day free of work & class.
The design for the DCILY x CMMDI collaboration is finally done!
Pre-order your t-shirt or hoodie here: http://bit.ly/n1XA4a
I LOVE PINTEREST.
Granted it is a site similar to Tumblr,
I’m finding all these amazing recipes on there that I can’t wait to try.
Not like I use Tumblr all that much anymore anyway.
Now Pinterest will just be another site I frequent.
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I’m dying :’]
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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.
Jack Kerouac (via liberumarbitriumindifferentiae)
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