"Some of them are coincidences." -I <3 the Huckabees

If some of them are coincidences then all of them are coincidences. When a series of events results in a positive outcome it’s not fate, it’s just a positive coincidence.

Everything, or nothing, is a coincidence.

White Girls Hate Being Told They Look “Healthy”

White Girl 1 (Rebecca): “Ohmygod, Jenny! You’re back!”
Jenny (White Girl 2): “Oh my god, HI!”
Rebecca: “You look so healthy!”
Jenny: “Thanks, rehab was really good, I’m really good now.” *Goes home and deletes White Girl 1 from digital life.*

There are no isn’ts, just isn’t yets

Keep Less, Have More

I just passed a row of bushes with a scent so lovely that the breeze carried it to me across the street. After an errand, I returned to the bushes to inhale more deeply- they smelled like lilac, the flowers my mom used to grow when I was little. Without thinking, I plucked a flower from one of the bush’s branches to keep. But I instantly felt bad.

I hurt the whole plant to keep only what I loved about it. And keep? Why did I need to keep the scent? Is it not enough to appreciate it for what it is and move on, storing the experience in my memory?

Why do humans have such a natural inclination to keep, regardless of the harm done to the keep-ee? If we love something, then how is it possible that we instinctively disregard that thing’s preferences in order to cram it into our own, preference-filled lives?

If you love it, don’t just set it free, refuse to keep it in the first place.

What we admire we do not need to own. We can admire it from afar, where it is guaranteed to be more beautiful.

What you take to keep will die and what you allow to be at peace will flourish.

Keep less, have more.

I was looking at modern art, and this lady’s photos of the backs of women’s heads. 

When it occurred to me that it is all bullshit. 

It’s all art, but it’s all bullshit.

Everything is art. Everything is bullshit.

I think.

Photos of lady heads: http://cnnphotos.blogs.cnn.com/2014/03/06/a-different-view-of-women/

Stackable Cups

You never hear anyone say “best thing since stackable cups.” Which is a shame, because I bet stackable cups were just as big a revolution in convenience as sliced bread.

Pink and green converse

Something to think about….

Your pretensions are your reality. It’s the reality that you create, and what one creates is real. It doesn’t matter what’s real underneath the pretension, because only what is real is what you show. 

We create our own realities. And pretending is real. 


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You don’t need a museum to see art and you don’t need a church to feel god. Art is god and god is art and they are both found in everyone and everything.

“I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.”
— George R.R. Martin (via moreofamore)

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“Thoughts create a new heaven, a new firmament, a new source of energy, from which new arts flow.”
— Paracelsus (via moreofamore)

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“Step into the fire of self-discovery. This fire will not burn you, it will only burn what you are not.”
— Mooji (via moreofamore)

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