2
Jul
Certainly it’s all in bloom, certainly we’ll go. For aren’t you and I gods? … I sense in my blood the rotation of unexplorable universes… .
Listen—I want to run all my life, screaming at the top of my lungs. Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator.
Don’t stop to think, don’t interrupt the scream, exhale, release life’s rapture. Everything is blooming. Everything is flying. Everything is screaming, choking on its screams. Laughter. Running. Let-down hair. That is all there is to life.
— Vladimir Nabokov (via vacuidad)
16
Jun

So much damage has been done to this world by people who get all their knowledge from one book – be it The Bible or whatever. And if we could just allow ourselves to be liberated by the fact that this is our only time here, we could just get on with what really matters. I really think we could have put a man on the moon 1000 years ago if we accepted that.

We create entire religions in order to convince ourselves that we’re not going to die. They tie us down and they make us ugly and unkind.

— Richard Hawley
13
Jun
prettylittlebastard:

Pink Floyd, The Darkside of The Moon

Breathe, breathe in the airDon’t be afraid to care.Leave, but don’t leave meLook around, choose your own ground.
For long you live and high you fly,And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry,And all you touch and all you seeIs all your life will ever be.Run, rabbit runDig that hole, forget the sunAnd when at last the work is doneDon’t sit down, it’s time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly,But only if you ride the tide,And balanced on the biggest waveYou race towards an early grave.

prettylittlebastard:

Pink Floyd, The Darkside of The Moon

Breathe, breathe in the air
Don’t be afraid to care.
Leave, but don’t leave me
Look around, choose your own ground.

For long you live and high you fly,
And smiles you’ll give and tears you’ll cry,
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.

Run, rabbit run
Dig that hole, forget the sun
And when at last the work is done
Don’t sit down, it’s time to dig another one.

For long you live and high you fly,
But only if you ride the tide,
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.

(Source: temmyrahadipoetra, via oftoothandhammer)

14
Mar

 

frenchtouchx:

“The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.”

- Christopher Hitchens