visualgraphc:

Swell Cold Co Op - Mark Caneso
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thevectorian:

wangzhihong.com
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"You don’t get to decide the truth. Other people have their own experiences, just as valid. This is easy to forget. Your slice of life seems so large and unmistakeable, like a mirage of wholeness from where you stand. But it is your job to know better and not confuse your small piece for the whole, even if you sometimes forget. Life is big—much bigger than just yours. This is the only note to self: other people are real. That’s all there is to learn."
"Respect your uniqueness and drop comparison. Relax into your being."
Osho (via sorakeem)

Skyscrapers III - Josef Albers, 1927
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"You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free."
Thich Nhat Hanh (via awelltraveledwoman)
"It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any."
Hugh Laurie (via larmoyante)
"Don’t ever compliment me by insulting other women. That’s not a compliment, it’s a competition none of us agreed to."
"You’re not like other girls." Shut the fuck up. (via cutely-perverted)
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Wintu Native Americans in north central California do not use the words left or right to describe their own bodies, rather the cardinal directions: your east or west arm, names that will change given the direction you are facing.

It is a description of language rooted in the fact that the self only exists in reference to the rest of the world: there’s no “you” without the mountains, without the sun, without the sky.

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Paraphrased from Rebecca Solnit’s A Field Guide to Getting Lost (via socialsurvival)
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Let your children grow up to be farmers.

Let them know what it is like to be free from fluorescent lights and laser pointer meetings. Let them challenge themselves to be forever resourceful and endlessly clever. Let them whistle and sing loud as they like without getting called into an office for “disturbing the workforce.” Let them commute down a winding path with birdsong instead of a freeway’s constant growl. Let them be bold. Let them be romantic. Let them grow up not having to ask another adult for permission to go to the dentist at 2 p.m. on a Thursday. Let them get dirty. Let them kill animals. Let them cry at the beauty of fallow earth they just signed the deed for. Let them bring animals into this world, and realize they don’t care about placenta on their shirt because they no longer care about shirts. Let them wake up during a snowstorm and fight drifts at the barn door instead of traffic. Let them learn what real work is. Let them find happiness in the understanding that success and wealth are not the same thing. Let them skip the fancy wedding. Let them forget four years of unused college. Let them go. Let them go home.

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