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adult: what do you want to be when you grow up?
me: an old lady with a garden, soulmate, tons of animals, & a peaceful forest home
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Sixsmith, I climb the steps of the Scot Monument every morning… and all becomes clear. Wish I could make you see this brightness. Don’t worry. All is well. All is so perfectly, damnably well.
I understand now that boundaries between noise and sound are conventions. All boundaries are conventions… waiting to be transcended. One may transcend any convention if only one can first conceive of doing so. In moments like this I can feel your heart beating as clearly as I feel my own and I know that separation is an illusion.My life extends far beyond the limitations of me.
"– Robert Frobisher (via almostparadigm)
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An Orison of Sonmi-451.
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"Belief, like fear or love, is a force to be understood as we understand the theory of relativity and principals of uncertainty. Phenomena that determine the course of our lives. Yesterday, my life was headed in one direction. Today, it is headed in another. Yesterday, I believe I would never have done what I did today. These forces that often remake time and space, that can shape and alter who we imagine ourselves to be, begin long before we are born and continue after we perish. Our lives and our choices, like quantum trajectories, are understood moment to moment. That each point of intersection, each encounter, suggest a new potential direction."– Cloud Altas (via theawakenedstate)
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"Books don’t offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw."– David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas (via abookblog)
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my bike’s brakes Are SHIT!!!! I actually can’t stop if I’m going fast enough. they are so fucking loud
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I think things over too many times, thinking that maybe if I look at it one more time, I’ll find the answer that I’ve been searching for, that things will make more sense, and that my problem will be solved, but that’s never the case. I don’t know why I’ve let his words get to me so much, even though he was trying to be of help to me. Perhaps I’ve always been hard on/difficult towards men who try to offer me opinions/advice, for reasons I won’t mention here.
It just threw me off guard and made me feel like I won’t amount to anything. -I don’t know anything, school is a pain a lot of the time, people think I’m rude when I’m honest, not quick to judge but quick to tell whether something will work out for me-
how do people become so smart? do they just study every day? but that’s so boring! who would do that? why would you give up your one life to study so you can make a lot of money and then indulge in your material excess? where is the logic in this? Work to live, don’t live to work.
