Here’s a video so you can hear the water and the thrushes. I took it for you because you couldn’t be there. <3
Within the next 6 months your life is going to look completely different. You're going to be very happy with the changes.
““The current memoir craze has fostered the belief that confession is therapeutic, that therapy is redemptive and that redemption equals art, and it has encouraged the delusion that candor, daring and shamelessness are substitutes for craft, that the exposed life is the same thing as an examined one.””
— Michiko Kakutani (via gchoate17)
I must see new things and investigate them. I want to taste dark water and see crackling trees and wild winds. I want to gaze with astonishment at moldy garden fences, I want to experience them all, to hear young birch plantations and trembling leaves, to see light and sun, enjoy wet, green-blue valleys in the evening, sense goldfish glinting, see white clouds building up in the sky, to speak to flowers. I want to look intently at grasses and pink people, old venerable churches, to know what little cathedrals say, to run without stopping along curving meadowy slopes across vast plains, kiss the earth and smell soft warm marshland flowers. And then I shall shape things so beautifully: fields of colour…
Egon Schiele, from a letter to Anton Peschka written 1910
oh okay. heart steps right out of my chest and falls down the stairs
ID: Part of a Wikipedia article. Text reads: Because analog television uses radio waves to carry information, some of the white noise is the television receiving microwaves from the cosmic microwave background, an important trace of the Big Bang. NASA describes, "Turn your television to an 'in between' channel, and part of the static you will see is the afterglow of the big bang". This is also true for radio. When it is adjusted to a frequency that is between stations, part of the sound heard is remnant radiation from the Big Bang from around 13.7 billion years ago. End ID
“On earth, the terrible things and the beautiful things continue to happen beside each other. On the moon in the darkness, nothing. On earth in the darkness, sometimes rain swells like applause.”
— Jeffrey Morgan, from “All Night No Sleep Now This” published in BOAAT (via pigmenting)
