Across the Universe

As of now, this is just a spot to post the ramblings of my mind... my questions of what I see and the dreams I have yet to do. A collection of inspirations and thoughts and hopes to become.
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dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 
It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 

It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

(via palememes)

2 days ago

humansofnewyork:

"What’s your favorite thing about her?""Her intelligence.""What’s a time that she really impressed you with her intelligence?""Every single day. She’s the CFO of my company."

humansofnewyork:

"What’s your favorite thing about her?"
"Her intelligence."
"What’s a time that she really impressed you with her intelligence?"
"Every single day. She’s the CFO of my company."

3 days ago

rosewong:

Cake, Cupcakes, Icecream Cone, Icecream Cup, Pops, Petit Threes, Petit Fours ’ Rose Wong

ink and paper collage

Part of my Sparkly Foods Series for my trio show, Garden Party~

Excited to draw more sparkly foods!

(via rosewong)

Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.
Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren’t alone. All of the continents used to be
one body. You aren’t alone. Go to sleep.

Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,
Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so
Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
and
History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.

Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”  (via dandelion-days)

(Source: oofpoetry, via teaandphilosophy)

What if love is made and nothing else?
asked Narcissus, leaning over the green iris of water.

Nothing else,
cried Echo from the green cochlea of the woods.

And they were both right.
And they were both lonely.

Kapka Kassabova (via visualcomplex)

(Source: rabbitinthemoon, via paulettejosatelier)