Who lives here?

In a place where no one seems to live, there are houses, there are cows, there are people, there are frogs, there are flowers.

In a place where no on seems to live, there are schools, there are children, there are churches, there are hills, there are cats.

In a place where no on seems to live, there are rocks, there are springs rains and summer suns, there are snow caps, and although bleak, there is a liquor store.

In a place where no on seems to live, so too there you are, in my abandoned heart.

Beautiful work by a very talented friend of mine.

janechoidesign:

process makes perfect.. .. finally go to start my print on these NYC subway maps i acquired .…. finally!! ! !.. . still have one more step before it’s finished but i love how it came out so far! :)what yall think? giving you tumblr/twitter heads a sneak peek :)

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"There is no coming to consciousness without pain. People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul. One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious."
— Carl Jung
"I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Trying to control what cannot be controlled. I am tired of denying myself what I want for fear of breaking things I cannot fix. They will break no matter what we do."
— Erin Morgenstern, The Night Circus (via human-voices)

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My New Year’s Resolution

Be brave. Take risks. Love deeply. Complain less. Go beyond expectations. Practice gratitude. Honesty with yourself and others. Work hard. Stay curious. Dream big. Hang onto hope. Make more mistakes. Breathe. Be resourceful, resilient, resolved.

Welcome the New Year.

There are musicians who write beautiful lyrics. There are musicians who compose amazing scores. Then there are musicians who remind you what it was like to feel again.

I remember when everything I said to you was accepted with a gaze I have since forgotten. Something must’ve changed in me that I don’t know of. Isn’t that the worst kind? I’ve become a problem I can’t solve. So I’m sorry for not being smarter for you, for not being more affectionate for you, for not being there for you. I’m sorry for forgetting how to make you happy.

I remember when everything I said to you was accepted with a gaze I have since forgotten.

Something must’ve changed in me that I don’t know of.

Isn’t that the worst kind? I’ve become a problem I can’t solve.

So I’m sorry for not being smarter for you, for not being more affectionate for you, for not being there for you.

I’m sorry for forgetting how to make you happy.

"So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun."
— Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild  (via human-voices)

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I’m sorry.

There are dreamers, and there are realists in the world.

You would think the dreamers would find the dreamers, and the realist would find the realists, but more often than not, the oposite is true.

You see the dreamers need the realists from flying to close to the sun. And the realists, well without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.

When I’m bored…

Sometimes when I’m bored, I look up posts with the tag “inspiration” and read the quotes in a very airy voice and pretend that they actually say something of worth, then look out the window into the distance.

Among my favorites are ones that contain the keyword “dream,” “hope,” and the corniest of all, “love.”

Try it. Here’s one. Let’s read along!

“Your heart is on your left side of the body because you can’t always be right.”

I feel like that should’ve ended with three periods. That shows more thought or something, right? Let’s try again.

“Your heart is on your left side of the body because you can’t always be right…”

Sarcasm. Perfected.

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