Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.
|—||Ernest Hemingway (via elige)|
That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.
|—||Kaui Hard Hemmings (via psych-facts)|
‘Time is only a concept. The future moves into the past leaving no time for the present. When the relativity of time is understood as merely a concept for the measurement of apparent change, then there is only the present moment, which is eternity itself.’
|—||Ramesh S. Balsekar (via simplybellamia)|
Yet soil is miraculous. It is where the dead are brought back to life. Here, in the thin earthy boundary between inanimate rock and the planet’s green carpet, lifeless minerals are weathered from stones or decomposed from organic debris. Plants and microscopic animals eat these dead particles and recast them as living matter. In the soil, matter recrosses the boundary between living and dead; and, as we have seen, boundaries-edges-are where the most interesting and important events occur.
|—||Gaia’s Garden: A Guide to Home-Scale Permaculture (via sleikas)|
i know, i know you’re in love with me
and i’ve been ignoring you
i will stop cutting my pants into shorts
i will address the issues i cannot ignore
and i will do the things i think you might like
and i will be alone probably the rest of my life
Just tell me how you fucking feel.