Moments that flare up with love

things that i like
But whence is it that a certain ravenousness and frenzy drives you in these happy days to pollute yourselves with blood, since you have such an abundance of things necessary for your subsistence Plutarch, 1898, espousing in a much more eloquent way, what is my own moral conviction on vegetarianism
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Run, hide, retreat, surrender. Your apartment will be your grave

Adam Gnade - The winter, their aparment

Every heart. Every heart to love will come. But like a refugee Leonard Cohen - Anthem
fuckyeahreading:

cigz:

my breakfast this morning.
-mj


if only!

fuckyeahreading:

cigz:

my breakfast this morning.

-mj

if only!

jesuisperdu:

walkwhilereading:

How to Meditate by Jack Kerouac
-lights out- fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneousecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,the gland inside of my brain dischargingthe good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) asi hap-down and hold all my body partsdown to a deadstop trance-Healingall my sicknesses-erasing all-noteven the shred of a “I-hope-you” or aLoony Balloon left in it, but the mindblank, serene, thoughtless. When a thoughtcomes a-springing from afar with its held-forth figure of image, you spoof it out,you spuff it off, you fake it, andit fades, and thought never comes-andwith joy you realize for the first time“thinking’s just like not thinking-So I don’t have to think any more”

jesuisperdu:

walkwhilereading:

How to Meditate by Jack Kerouac

-lights out- 
fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous
ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,
the gland inside of my brain discharging
the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) as
i hap-down and hold all my body parts
down to a deadstop trance-Healing
all my sicknesses-erasing all-not
even the shred of a “I-hope-you” or a
Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind
blank, serene, thoughtless. When a thought
comes a-springing from afar with its held-
forth figure of image, you spoof it out,
you spuff it off, you fake it, and
it fades, and thought never comes-and
with joy you realize for the first time
“thinking’s just like not thinking-
So I don’t have to think
any
more”

maybedefinitely:
Kalle Gustafsson

maybedefinitely:

Kalle Gustafsson
(via jesuisperdu)
(via jesuisperdu)
This city brings the plague of loving things more than their creators Mumford and Sons - Hold onto what you believe