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breaking rules and hearts since '94. usa/hu

"You are not brave because you said no, or brave because you ran away, or because you looked love in the face and said “not today.” There is nothing courageous about the way you left me, open handed, palms outwards, waiting. I was standing at your door and I was saying “I will take you as you are if you will do the same for me.” You didn’t know how to. No one had taught you that wanting someone desperately is like sliding out of your clothes and out of your skin and laying yourself at their feet. All skin and no walls. All soul and no teeth, no metal, no keys. No one had shown you how lovely vulnerability can be. How proud it is to be naked in front of someone. Fully clothed, naked. Arms full of heart. Heart full of rain. Body like an olive branch, I am telling you that I love you today. I am telling you that I am not scared to be fragile in front of you. I am telling you that I trust you to look after my gentle. Keep it safe, don’t keep it hidden. They say that giving your name to someone is giving them power over you. I wrote my name on your wrists. I wrote it in your mouth. Whispered it into your ear. I said “here, this is who I am, do what you will with it. I am not scared. I am not frightened.” Even then, even after that, in that quiet rain filled room I watched you stitch yourself back up again and turn away, I watched you do it without me. I kept my hands open anyway, just in case. Here, the mattress is asking you what you’re doing. Here, the walls have known how you sound when you murmur my name. Here, everything is wondering where your brave is. Where has your courage gone? Where is your wolf? I know that you can feel in colours that haven’t been invented yet. I know that you’re trembling beneath your soldier body. I would have loved you enough for the both of us. Until then, I will run through the streets after dark holding a sign that says ‘I SURVIVED LOVING A MAN WHO DID NOT KNOW HOW TO LOVE ME BACK AND IT WAS GLORIOUS.’"

Azra.T “not leaving your heart wide open was the most cowardly thing you’ll ever do”  (via 5000letters)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Szavaim

likeafieldmouse:

Tatsuo Miyajima - Life (Bodies Without Organs) (2012)

"Miyajima, one of Japan’s foremost artists, has been producing conceptual pieces that are at heart technological: the numbers 1–9, twitching or flashing on interconnected LED counters, are the lexicon that he employs to speak on subjects as vast as time, holocaust and eternity.

‘0’ never appears in his work, for that number represents finality, or death, and his art – in accord with the key Buddhist tenets that are vital to it – is about life’s continuum of change.” 

likeafieldmouse:

The Jefferson Bible

"During the Enlightenment period, religious dogma was seriously questioned. Thomas Jefferson was one of America’s leading critics of Judeo-Christian orthodoxy. 

In one of his many letters to John Adams, Jefferson remarked:

And the day will come when the mystical generation of Jesus, by the supreme being as his father in the womb of a virgin will be classed with the fable of the generation of Minerve in the brain of Jupiter. 

When Jefferson ran for the office of U.S. President, he correctly predicted that his opponents would use his writings in an attempt to smear him. In the tumultuous election of 1800, New England’s clergy, along with the conservative Federalist Party, vilified Jefferson as a ‘howling atheist’ and ‘infidel’.

Toward the end of his life Jefferson took Greek, Latin, French and English extracts of the New Testament and cut and pasted together his own version of the Bible. 

His goal was to eliminate what he regarded as distortions in the Gospels. He believed that the New Testament was written by unlearned apostles who often misunderstood Jesus and misrepresented his teachings. Jefferson felt that his edited version of the Bible best expressed the moral code of what Jesus really taught.”

Make your own Bible. Select and collect all the words and sentences that in all your readings have been to you like the blast of a trumpet. —Ralph Waldo Emerson

likeafieldmouse:

Kelly Schacht - The Traveler’s Scrapbook (2010)

likeafieldmouse:

Kelly Schacht - The Traveler’s Scrapbook (2010)

euo:

Behind the Scenes of 2001: A Space Odyssey

euo:

Behind the Scenes of 2001: A Space Odyssey

"What happens after death?"
- Anonymous

I truly believe that our existence is a mere reflection of the universe itself. In our lives we’re experiencing a very narrow scale of the universe’s characteristics. After our death our limiting physical boundaries come to an end and we return to our all-understanding state in which we are able to comprehend the true essence of totality.

xo
"Does God exist?"
- Anonymous

The bearded, old man with a narcissistic personality disorder who sits in the sky and hates gays and premarital sex?
Nah bro.
But is there a higher (more developed) entity out there in the universe that somehow influenced if not, created or tinkered with human evolution? Possibly. Our universe is constantly expanding and growing which means that it’s infinite. Infinity means endless possibilities and combinations of different kinds of life. This means everything and anything you can imagine is somewhere out there. Somewhere it’s a reality. Infinity contains anything and in my mind, thinking that we’re the only intellectual creatures and there isn’t one or multiple far more advanced is not only selfish and sad but both scientifically and spiritually a very poor and vague concept. I understand that this is a terrifying idea, because infinity doesn’t just contain dragons and mermaids and fairies but also evil forces and darkness, but humanity must overcome the reassuring thought of being the dominant species of the entire universe and accept the fact that we as species know very little and understand even less.
xo