"I want to go to there."

"The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or..."

Sat, 18 May 2013 00:30:11 -0400

“The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours. It is an amazing journey, and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins.”

- Bob Moawad (via behaving)

abgron: (youtube)

Fri, 17 May 2013 21:03:07 -0400

abgron:

(youtube)

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"According to Camus our lives are rendered absurd by the no-knowability of whether or not there is a..."

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:23:31 -0400

“According to Camus our lives are rendered absurd by the no-knowability of whether or not there is a god; whether or not our lives have meaning (same question, different spin, not necessarily dependant on god). The question is then what to do when faced with this absurdity? Should we embrace nihilism or continue as if our lives have meaning? The conclusion of Camus’ Myth of Sisyphus is that “we must imagine Sisyphus happy.” It is not just that we must make this choice but that we can make no other. Choosing nihilism would be a meaningful reaction to conditions of absurdity because it would be our human choice. In Mearleu-Ponty’s phrase, we are condemned to meaning. (Here you can see the radical difference between Camus’ and Sartre’s Existentialism. For Satre we are condemned to be free. No such luck with Camus.) Pascal argued we should, logically, wager on God. Camus demonstrates that we have no choice but to wager on meaning. What that meaning might be we are welcome to fill out for ourselves.”

- Talk:Albert Camus - Wikiquote (via inbonobo)

" Help a man against his will and you do the same as murder him. "

Fri, 17 May 2013 17:14:18 -0400

“” Help a man against his will and you do the same as murder him. “”

- Horace (via quotedojo)

time-for-maps: Major Mythological Traditions of the World

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:43:32 -0400

time-for-maps:

Major Mythological Traditions of the World

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Fri, 17 May 2013 16:32:14 -0400

the-beauty-of-words-blog: My lovely followers, please follow...

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:31:58 -0400

the-beauty-of-words-blog:

My lovely followers, please follow this blog immediately!

"You wear a mask for so long you forget who you were beneath it."

Fri, 17 May 2013 15:48:28 -0400

“You wear a mask for so long you forget who you were beneath it.”

- Alan Moore, V for Vendetta (via sne)

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Without You | Ingrid Michaelson

Fri, 17 May 2013 02:55:39 -0400

Without You | Ingrid Michaelson

oleanderss: when they told me to not make homes out of people i laughed because who would be...

Fri, 17 May 2013 02:55:33 -0400

oleanderss:

when they told me
to not
make homes out of people

i laughed

because who would be foolish enough
to plant the seeds of themselves
in a skin that wasn’t theirs, or in a smile
they didn’t own

but when i turned to show you
there was only quiet

empty space

and my roots
from around your ribcage

nevver: Show yourself

Fri, 17 May 2013 02:55:16 -0400

nevver:

Show yourself

fuckyeahallhallowseve: Disney’s Night on Bald Mountain from...

Fri, 17 May 2013 02:09:25 -0400

fuckyeahallhallowseve:

Disney’s Night on Bald Mountain from Fantasia is one of the most widely seen depictions of Walpurgis Night (aka Half-o-ween)

chaotique: untitled by meagan ƒ on Flickr.

Fri, 17 May 2013 01:50:17 -0400

chaotique:

untitled by meagan ƒ on Flickr.

"I wish there was a way to know you were in the good old days while you’re actually in them."

Fri, 17 May 2013 01:49:57 -0400

“I wish there was a way to know you were in the good old days while you’re actually in them.”

- Andy Bernard (via samberglar)

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the professional. [proper and pretending, ignoring rotting...

Fri, 17 May 2013 01:09:40 -0400

the professional. [proper and pretending, ignoring rotting ground, clutching to business while it slips through his fingers.]

the captive. [golden grasses and blue skies for miles, stripped and bared, trapped in paradise.]

the man. [ankle-deep in cool water, peering through fog, formality rolled up, searching —- ]