this is not a image bank.
if one; being you; were to observe the archive and see history being built.
this blog is a long story of sorts.
understanding emotional image patterns.
misunderstanding and apprehensive about what is felt.
so take some time, look at what is being seen.
be angry, confused, fearful, and so on.
there is no voice to understanding what one being knows.
space is only space.....
all is nothing and all is one.
Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage. — E.E. Cummings (via skeletales)
When a man no longer confuses himself with the definition of himself that others have given him, he is at once universal and unique. He is universal by virtue of the inseparability of his organism from the cosmos. He is unique in that he is just this organism and not any stereotype of role, class, or identity assumed for the convenience of social communication. — Alan Watts (via liberatingreality)