There is not time for us to clasp a thing and crush it and fling
it away to the dust.
The hours trip rapidly away, hiding their dreams in their skirts.
Our life is short; it yields but a few days for love.
Were it for work and drudgery it would be endlessly long.
Brother, keep that in mind and rejoice.
Rabindranath Tagore, The Gardener (via milougoestothefactory)
abstiegundzerfall:

Tokyo.sora (dir. Hiroshi Ishikawa, 2002)

abstiegundzerfall:

Tokyo.sora (dir. Hiroshi Ishikawa, 2002)

abstiegundzerfall:

Woman Of Water (Hidenori Sugimori, 2002)

abstiegundzerfall:

Woman Of Water (Hidenori Sugimori, 2002)

touchdisky:

Borobudur, Magelang, Central Java, Indonesia // JAhrensy

touchdisky:

Borobudur, Magelang, Central Java, Indonesia // JAhrensy

conflictingheart:

"Woman. Do not wait for a poet. You are already poetry."
A little spray paint and a dead wall can shake you up. Lessons learned in Bogotá.

conflictingheart:

"Woman. Do not wait for a poet. You are already poetry."

A little spray paint and a dead wall can shake you up. Lessons learned in Bogotá.

your skin
smells
like light.
i think you are
the
moon.
nayyirah waheed (via lunelait)
roserosette:



Emotion, 1966, Nobuhiko Obayashi

roserosette:

Emotion, 1966, Nobuhiko Obayashi

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