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Ears do not grow above forehead.

-I am Alex, but this is not a biography.

8
Oct

liquidnight:

Massive Attack

“Dissolved Girl”

From Mezzanine

8
Oct

nirvikalpa:

55DSL ‘Beyond Mountains, More Mountains’ by Canada

(Source: jesuisperdu, via nirvikalpa-deactivated20130416)

8
Oct
8
Oct
That which makes you think that you are a human is not human. It is but a dimensionless point of consciousness, a conscious nothing; all you can say about yourself is: ‘I am’. You are pure being-awareness-bliss. To realize that is the end of all seeking. You come to it when you see all you think yourself to be as a mere imagination and stand aloof in pure awareness of the transient as transient, imaginary as imaginary, unreal as unreal. Nisargadatta Maharaj (via nirvikalpa)

(Source: lazyyogi, via nirvikalpa-deactivated20130416)

7
Oct
The terms emptiness and selflessness are meant to convey a sense of totality or fullness, which is actually experienced as a sense of openness and spaciousness. So this emptiness is not like the emptiness of an unfilled cup, a vacant room, or worse, an empty pocket. It’s not like that. When we have a genuine experience of emptiness, it actually feels good… It’s as if we’re suddenly freed from our bondage, we feel so good, so much more relaxed and happy. Ponlop Rinpoche (via fernsandmoss)

(Source: lazyyogi, via fernsandmoss)

7
Oct

(Source: fernsandmoss)

7
Oct
arkaydethedisciple:

Coincidence? I think not.

arkaydethedisciple:

Coincidence? I think not.

(via fucknobigbrother)

7
Oct

infinity-imagined:

The orbits of the moons and planets form a 4-dimensional fractal helix in spacetime.

(via )

5
Oct

(via scarymansion)

5
Oct
fuckyeahdementia:

unacceptable

fuckyeahdementia:

unacceptable

(Source: yogtastical)

5
Oct

The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.


We sit together, the mountain and I,
until only the mountain remains.

Li Po (via fernsandmoss)
4
Oct
But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt. Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via fernsandmoss)
3
Oct
cyclocross

cyclocross

3
Oct
3
Oct

>I dreamed I was a small killer whale among sea lions. I swam in the water it flowed perfectly in a blue and rocky bay. I torpedoed in an arc out of the water and understood that it is important to have little killer whale children and care about their antics. 

>I dreamed that my father and I built a spaceship. We made it to the asteroid belt and back using a gravity wave engine our craft was plane steel. We followed the tail of a comet back past earth and came in for a close flyover of iridescent crystal oceans of venus. We made it back to earth and broke apart in the atmosphere. Thanks to some sort of air bubble that I can’t comprehend we landed on the top of mount everest. He died on the decent and I ended my dream sliding down snowy slopes with a dead mountaineer’s spirit. 

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