imposibilidad de las cosas

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64hz:

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64hz:

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There came one and knocked at the door of the Beloved.
And a voice answered and said, ‘Who is there?’
The lover replied, ‘It is I.’
‘Go hence,’ returned the voice;
‘there is no room within for thee and me.’
Then came the lover a second time and knocked and again the voice demanded,
‘Who is there?’
He answered, ‘It is thou.’
‘Enter,’ said the voice, ‘for I am within.
Rumi (via observando)
burning-soul:

The silhouette of a lion as he awaits the morning’s wakeup call. by Nicole Dangoor on Flickr.

burning-soul:

The silhouette of a lion as he awaits the morning’s wakeup call. by Nicole Dangoor on Flickr.

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fuckyouverymuch:

We are lustful. 

fuckyouverymuch:

We are lustful. 

fuckyouverymuch:

We want to follow you to new shores. 

fuckyouverymuch:

We want to follow you to new shores. 

visualechoess:

Black beach - by: Lars Krux

visualechoess:

Black beach - by: Lars Krux

(via lionpuppy)

fruitgod:

Glow x

fruitgod:

Glow x

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I’ve always hated the ‘Who are you?’ question. This is a philosophical inquiry. Answering that question is why we’re on earth. You can’t answer it in thirty seconds or in an elevator.
Sandy Nathan, Numenon (via observando)

ianception:

West Coast by ianception

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