orbitae:

untitled by carrie lynn. on Flickr.
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orbitae:

untitled by carrie lynn. on Flickr.

But it’s nice to think so in the morning’s clear silence, to think that childhood has its own sweet secrets and confirms mortality, and that mortality defines all courage and love. To think that what has looked forward must also look back, and that each life makes its own imitation of immortality: a wheel.

Stephen King, It

I’ve been rereading your story. I think it’s about me in a way that might not be flattering, but that’s okay. We dream and dream of being seen as we really are and then finally someone looks at us and sees us truly and we fail to measure up. Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.

Richard Siken (via joolabee)

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Brock Clarke, An Arsonist’s Guide to Writers’ Homes in New England

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nevver:

Nothing to be done

I will always love the false image I had of you.

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A Single Thread Wrapped Around Thousands of Nails by Kumi Yamashita

Kumi Yamashita , whose mind-blowing shadow artworks have been featured before, uses a single, unbroken thread wrapped around thousands of nails to create stunning portraits of women and men.

In the ongoing series entitled Constellation (a nod to the Greek tradition of tracing mythical figures in the sky), the Japanese artist (living and working in New York) uses three simple materials to produce these otherworldly works of art.

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You have to keep choosing recovery, over and over and over again. You have to make that choice 5-6 times each day. You have to make that choice even when you really don’t want to. It’s not a single choice, and it’s not easy.

What it Means to Choose Recovery (via fourteendrawings)
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Oedipus (1990) by Hermann Nitsch
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Oedipus (1990) by Hermann Nitsch

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Old Dead Futures, Wesley Allsbrook | on Tumblr 
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Old Dead FuturesWesley Allsbrook | on Tumblr 

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A person who thinks all the time has nothing to think about except thoughts. So he loses touch with reality, and lives in a world of illusion.

Alan Watts (via fourteendrawings)

Everyone tries to make his life a work of art. We want love to last and we know that it does not last; even if, by some miracle, it were to last a whole lifetime, it would still be incomplete. Perhaps, in this insatiable need for perpetuation, we should better understand human suffering, if we knew that it was eternal. It appears that great minds are, sometimes, less horrified by suffering than by the fact that it does not endure. In default of inexhaustible happiness, eternal suffering would at least give us a destiny. But we do not even have that consolation, and our worst agonies come to an end one day. One morning, after many dark nights of despair, an irrepressible longing to live will announce to us the fact that all is finished and that suffering has no more meaning than happiness.

Albert Camus, The Rebel (via theunquotables)