May 18, 2014   5 notes
osmannaeem:

"The trick is to not try…"It may not seem wise to cut off everything toxic inside and outside you in order to stretch the membrane between the two, so you can finally see the big picture, see what’s on the outside within your head. But I’m no fool to assign poles to a magnet, because existence is like a mirror reflecting itself. I’m not going to mention names or nouns; you know what is unhealthy and what is not. Trust your gut, because life and logic don’t hold hands, and if you look out for a God in the sky to show you the way then bless you, because the way lies in front of you, not above you, you’re looking in the wrong direction. Cutting off seems too painstaking, so I’d rather say let go, of everything that halts all the lies from leaving your mind; relationships, habits, material things, people, money, reason, conscience, resentment, hope, your broken shaver or whatever it is that serves you but owns you because worship it like your life depends on it. Let go of it, why? Because it’s not going to run anywhere, it’s just going to fall into place, whether you like it or not. I’ve grown sick and tired of being sick and tired at times, and that’s because I feared opening my hands, because I liked my palms filled, like we all do. And the thing about fear is that, it only makes you hate, and eventually, it makes you become what you hate. It seems absurd, all of this, it seems too good to be real, but, the trick is to not hold your breath underwater, it is to swallow the ocean till it becomes you, till the membrane becomes less denser after it stretches, stretches enough to become transparent for you to see the world, Not the world inside your head, but the world that you only see when you silence your mind.



Everything I’ve been feeling recently, right here, eloquently put by the talented homeboi :’D
Be like the samurai. Cut, cut clean and fast.

osmannaeem:

"The trick is to not try…"

It may not seem wise to cut off everything toxic inside and outside you in order to stretch the membrane between the two, so you can finally see the big picture, see what’s on the outside within your head. But I’m no fool to assign poles to a magnet, because existence is like a mirror reflecting itself. I’m not going to mention names or nouns; you know what is unhealthy and what is not. Trust your gut, because life and logic don’t hold hands, and if you look out for a God in the sky to show you the way then bless you, because the way lies in front of you, not above you, you’re looking in the wrong direction.

Cutting off seems too painstaking, so I’d rather say let go, of everything that halts all the lies from leaving your mind; relationships, habits, material things, people, money, reason, conscience, resentment, hope, your broken shaver or whatever it is that serves you but owns you because worship it like your life depends on it. Let go of it, why? Because it’s not going to run anywhere, it’s just going to fall into place, whether you like it or not. I’ve grown sick and tired of being sick and tired at times, and that’s because I feared opening my hands, because I liked my palms filled, like we all do. And the thing about fear is that, it only makes you hate, and eventually, it makes you become what you hate.

It seems absurd, all of this, it seems too good to be real, but, the trick is to not hold your breath underwater, it is to swallow the ocean till it becomes you, till the membrane becomes less denser after it stretches, stretches enough to become transparent for you to see the world, Not the world inside your head, but the world that you only see when you silence your mind.

Everything I’ve been feeling recently, right here, eloquently put by the talented homeboi :’D Be like the samurai. Cut, cut clean and fast.

May 13, 2014   43,004 notes

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May 13, 2014   179,386 notes

rae-rose:

who-lligan:

So I just had the shit creeped out of me.

I’m not someone who believes in ghosts, but I was sitting in my room, alone and in the dark, and I heard the strings of my violin being softly plucked. 

My violin is hanging on the wall several feet away. 

So I gathered my courage, grabbed my phone, and used the camera light to investigate. 

And found this.

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A goddamn spider was playing my violin. Not even joking. The little shit.

I think I’d have preferred a ghost….

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May 11, 2014   620 notes

feedingmyobsessions:

zaynchachu:

Tell me you hear Bollywood songs when you see me so I know it’s real

Or even sing Bollywood songs to me so I know kuch kuch hota hai yo

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April 4, 2014   1,362 notes
mikemelrinho:

follow my facebook page —-> psychedelic mind

mikemelrinho:

follow my facebook page —-> psychedelic mind

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April 4, 2014   2,520 notes

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April 4, 2014   473,234 notes

premium-gifs:

When you’re too lazy to do your chores.

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April 4, 2014   1,379 notes

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April 4, 2014   1,553 notes
forgot-my-meds:

When the teacher yells at you and then they turn their back and you’re like…

forgot-my-meds:

When the teacher yells at you and then they turn their back and you’re like…

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April 4, 2014   10 notes

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