Reckon | The Whole World's a Stage

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“Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up save in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket- safe, dark, motionless, airless- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.”

—C.S. Lewis (via scout) (via afemme) (via hipsterdiet)

Peak Archie, →

yen for lyrical Africa’s grand recordings of fresher fascinating first-thought choices, tremendous
tone-poems n’ that new trombone jazz
imposing slang’s liberation of everything ever unnoticed…

and where it’s going →

just ate a bunch of strawberries and oranges

and every time i do

or any fruit or food for that matter

i wonder how this all came to be…

“Politics, n. Strife of interests masquerading as a contest of principles.”

Silent World by Michael Kenna
:: andy gilmore :: design ::
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B come Boh
February 2, 2006 Rainbow at Elam Bend (McFall, Missouri)
babypanda:

rabbyte:

no se por que, me recuerda a marisol
neverneverland:
(via scout)

babypanda:

rabbyte:

no se por que, me recuerda a marisol

neverneverland:

(via scout)

Photograph of a tree (via Pixdaus) →

“Only the most mature of us are able to be childlike. And to be able to be childlike involves memory; we must never forget any part of ourselves. As of this writing I am sixty-one years old in chronology. But I am not an isoloated, chronological numerical statistic. I am sixty-one, and I am also four, and twelve, and fifteen, and twenty-three, and thirty-one, and forty-five, and…and…and…If we lose part of ourselves, we are thereby diminished. If I cannot be thirteen and sixty-one simultaneously, part of me has been taken away.”

—Madeleine L’Engle (via kylebingman)
Ian Elliot artist, paintings and art at the Red Rag Scottish Art Gallery