I think it’s important to consider that billions of years before we were students and mothers and dog trainers and priests, we were particles that came together to form into star after star after star until almost forever passed, and instead of a star what formed was life—simplistic, crude, miraculous. And after another almost infinity, there we were. This is why for you, anything is possible. Because you are made of everything.
Augusten Burroughs (via everythingisgonnabefi-i-i-i-ine)
Meteorological Triptych - the only 2 photos (to date) of a tornado, rainbow and lightning bolt together.
To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget….Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.
Arundhati Roy (via pigeongrasse)
“RULES OF TUMBLR”
