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modernmethadone:

helterskelts:

and then I have a sandwich and then I start to feel better and I think “oh, I was just hungry!”



You will always be a child of two worlds.



okayophelia: S P A C E  I S  H O L Y  | (π) (listen) For when humanity stretches out its hand and pierces the heavens with a thought and a body falling through space, when we draw lines through exploding stars and spinning solar systems and worship at the altar of an ever expanding horizon. When we never stop free falling outward into nebulas and onward in our fleets of light into the unexplored and uncharted depths. When we peer through the vast and little glory of our own perception and into something that, though beyond even our gods, lies within our very skin. When we feel the stardust exploding in our veins. When the universe is a cruel and indifferent god; full beauteous with the faith of physics arcing through its depths in time out of mind and out of the shining need buried in our guts. For when we fly. On The Nature of Daylight, MAX RICHTER • Thin Blue Flame, JOSH RITTER • Parallel Universe, GYPSY & THE CAT • Lower Your Eyelids to Die with the Sun, M83 • The Surface of the Sun, JOHN MURPHY • Alegría, CIRQUE DU SOLEIL • Dauðalogn, SIGUR ROS •  Set The Fire To The Third Bar, SNOW PATROL • Battlestar Sonatica, BEAR MCREARY • Death is the Road to Awe, CLINT MANSELL •  Now We Are Free, ENYA • Just Like You Imagined, NIN

okayophelia:

S P A C E  I S  H O L Y  | (π) (listen)

For when humanity stretches out its hand and pierces the heavens with a thought and a body falling through space, when we draw lines through exploding stars and spinning solar systems and worship at the altar of an ever expanding horizon. When we never stop free falling outward into nebulas and onward in our fleets of light into the unexplored and uncharted depths. When we peer through the vast and little glory of our own perception and into something that, though beyond even our gods, lies within our very skin. When we feel the stardust exploding in our veins. When the universe is a cruel and indifferent god; full beauteous with the faith of physics arcing through its depths in time out of mind and out of the shining need buried in our guts. For when we fly.

On The Nature of Daylight, MAX RICHTER • Thin Blue Flame, JOSH RITTER • Parallel Universe, GYPSY & THE CAT • Lower Your Eyelids to Die with the Sun, M83 • The Surface of the Sun, JOHN MURPHY • Alegría, CIRQUE DU SOLEIL • Dauðalogn, SIGUR ROS •  Set The Fire To The Third Bar, SNOW PATROL • Battlestar Sonatica, BEAR MCREARY • Death is the Road to Awe, CLINT MANSELL •  Now We Are Free, ENYA • Just Like You Imagined, NIN


likeafieldmouse:

Luca Nino Antonucci - Second Star to the Right (2010)

Artist’s statement: 

“The study of astronomy is a practice that engages in a delicate balancing act between hope and truth. Our vision of the universe is a systematic categorization of existence. As inhabitants of our planet, we are all involuntary participants in the organization of the known universe and the exploration of the unknown. 

One could say that an entire pattern of thinking comes from studying the delicate position of the human being in the universe. Somewhere between fear and romanticism, all rational thought is held and subjected.
And the truth, whatever it may be, is conditioned by our relative position
and our ‘rational’ thought, which is constantly and consistently subject to
romanticism.

These cards are intended as valentines to the universe, pointing out a personalized romantic relationship we all have with the cosmos. All of text is taken from scientific reports.”



travelingcolors: Sunset at the Grand Canal, Venice | Italy (by Adrian Lungu Photography)

snogboxez: “Run you clever boy and remember”

snogboxez:

“Run you clever boy and remember”