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The Sea

I need the sea because it teaches me,
I don’t know if I learn music or awareness,
if it’s a single wave or its vast existence,
or only its harsh voice or its shining
suggestion of fishes and ships.
The fact is that until I fall asleep,
in some magnetic way I move in
the university of the waves.

It’s not simply the shells crunched
as if some shivering planet
were giving signs of its gradual death;
no, I reconstruct the day out of a fragment,
the stalactite from a sliver of salt,
and the great god out of a spoonful.

What it taught me before, I keep. It’s air
ceaseless wind, water and sand.

It seems a small thing for a young man,
to have come here to live with his own fire;
nevertheless, the pulse that rose
and fell in its abyss,
the cracking of the blue cold,
the gradual wearing away of the star,
the soft unfolding of the wave
squandering snow with its foam,
the quiet power out there, sure
as a stone shrine in the depths,
replaced my world in which were growing
stubborn sorrow, gathering oblivion,
and my life changed suddenly:
as I became part of its pure movement.

- Pablo Neruba, On the Blue Shore of Awareness


The ocean is our blanket.

Spring is the time of plans and projects.

Leo Tolstoy (via awelltraveledwoman)

(Source: misswallflower)


Celestial Delinquent | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

Whether you more strongly feel the monumental significance of tiny things or the massive void between them depends on who you are, and how your brain chemistry is balanced at a particular moment. We walk around with miniature, emotional versions of the universe inside of us.
What do you come to the mountain with, what do you leave behind at the top?

Rakishi to Georgia, “in these last notes" 1968 (via awelltraveledwoman)

(Source: 1924.us)

Design is a process, not an outcome.
There are some feelings you will never find words for; you will learn to name them after the ones who gave them to you.

Maza-Dohta  (via foyobli)

Sometimes a Wild God 

Zits are beauty marks

Kurt Cobain in response to Courtney saying sorry about the zit on her face (Sassy Magazine Interview 1992)

(Source: wildsoulchiild)

He was curious, sometimes suspicious, a voracious reader, and a sonic explorer.
Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.

Jorge Luis Borges, The Threatened One (via remainsimple)

(Source: fables-of-the-reconstruction)

(Source: l--o--s--e--r--s)

This is me, and now I have a word for it.

both a blessing and a curse. 

This is me, and now I have a word for it.


both a blessing and a curse. 

(Source: other-wordly)

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