Piet Mondrian, Anemones in a Vase, 1906Image via missfolly and text from proustitute:“I have an idea for a ‘play.’ Summer’s night. Someone on a seat. And voices speaking from the flowers.”— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 19 January 1935

Piet Mondrian, Anemones in a Vase, 1906

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“I have an idea for a ‘play.’ Summer’s night. Someone on a seat. And voices speaking from the flowers.”

— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 19 January 1935

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Edward Ardizzone (1900-1979). I love this. Thank you, theshipthatflew.

Edward Ardizzone (1900-1979). I love this. Thank you, theshipthatflew.

track Little Honda
artist Yo La Tengo
album I Can Hear The Heart Beating As One

Yo La Tengo: Little Honda. I haven’t heard this in ages. Thank you, predatorywaspobserver.

Ernst Haas, Traffic, NY, 1963. Thank you, melisaki.

Ernst Haas, Traffic, NY, 1963. Thank you, melisaki.

God, please divest me of all the beliefs I’ve ever had, which I’ve held in direct proportion to the doubt they’ve covered.
Adyashanti. Thank you, sharanam who added: “A “prayer” heard during a talk he gave last night in NYC, as he spoke about the danger of authority and the kind of knowledge which comes from anything but direct experience…these words are only pointers, that’s all they can ever be…When questioned by an audience member why he was using so many words to talk about the ineffable, he replied that indeed it’s ironic. And after relaying a great explanation a wise abbess of a Zen monastery had given him once (which I’ve now forgotten), he said that Ramana Maharshi would describe teaching as using a thorn to dig out another thorn in your flesh…it’s sometimes the best way, messy it may be!”
Linda Butler, Rural Japan. Thank you, firsttimeuser.

Linda Butler, Rural Japan. Thank you, firsttimeuser.

Observe your own body. It breathes. You breathe when you are asleep, when you are no longer conscious of your own ideas of self-identity. Who, then, is breathing? The collection of information that you mistakenly think is you is not the protagonist in this drama called the breath. In fact, you are not breathing; breath is naturally happening to you. You can purposely end your own life, but you cannot purposely keep your own life going. The expression, ‘my life’ is actually an oxymoron, a result of ignorance and mistaken assumption. You don’t possess life; life expresses itself through you. Your body is a flower that life let bloom, a phenomenon created by life.
Ilchi Lee (Thank you, acorda & slychedelic)

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Victor Keppler, courtesy of Online Browsing

Victor Keppler, courtesy of Online Browsing

by Victor Keppler, courtesy of Online Browsing

by Victor Keppler, courtesy of Online Browsing

Azli-Jamil, Fly, 2010. Thank you, Escape into Life

Azli-Jamil, Fly, 2010. Thank you, Escape into Life