“It is common for koalas to roam back to their home range afterwards and become confused to find nothing there. A worker noticed a koala had been sitting stationary in broad daylight on top of wood piles for over an hour.”
my heart just broke
(Source: speakerforthetrees, via barack-o-llamas)
Marina Abramović & Ulay- Breathing In/Breathing Out
The two artists devised a piece in which they connected their mouths and took in each others exhaled breaths until they had used up all of the available oxygen. Seventeen minutes after the beginning of the performance they both fell to the floor unconscious. The focus was to explore an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it.
(Source: thelifeofpandora, via lunaoki)
The day he first told me he was starting to disappear I didn’t believe him & so he stopped & held his hand up to the sun & it was like thin paper in the light & finally I said you seem very calm for a man who is disappearing & he said it was a relief after all those years of trying to keep the pieces of his life in one place. Later on, I went to see him again & as I was leaving, he put a package in my hand. This is the last piece of my life, he said, take good care of it & then he smiled & was gone & the room filled with the sound of the wind & when I opened the package there was nothing there & I thought there must be some mistake or maybe I dropped it & I got down on my hands & knees & looked until the light began to fade & then slowly I felt the pieces of my life fall away gently & suddenly I understood what he meant & I lay there for a long time crying & laughing at the same time.
treasures that look like common stuff
She held her grief behind her eyes like an ocean & when she leaned forward into the day it spilled onto the floor & she wiped at it quickly with her foot & pretended no one had seen.
I watched the pellet leave the gun. It was like a big black fly & it landed on the blackbird’s wing & suddenly there was a single drop of bright bright red & the voices of the world seemed farther away & I knew I could never do that again. The sounds of the other birds stopped for a moment as its song flew out to all the corners of the world & I hoped that someday I would be remembered that way.
‘We didn’t have a whole lot of heavy abstract thoughts. We were just a bunch of guys who were out trying to get laid.’ — Jack Kerouac
(Source: deadbeatsblog, via madtemporalczars)
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Alan Watts
The Inevitable Ecstacy [Part 2] (Hour long Talk)
Broken Up into 9 loose topics
1. Seeing beyond the game
2. The conspiracy we play on ourselves
3. The illusion of the ego
4. The meaningless life
5. This is the game
6. So what’s the problem?
7. Every incarnation is this one
8. The state of nothing
9. The line of least resistance
—Henry David Thoreau, Walden, or Life in the Woods (via serialchillers)
(via dearscience)
—Hanging On Too Long
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of the easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
