jarhead
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jarhead
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bm-z:


The family on the wedding day 5/24/14 


I don’t usually post this shit but they all look so beautiful I had to
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risingconfidence:

ultraviol-et:



urbanarboriculture:

Artist Peter Cook, grew this living garden chair using tree shaping methods, primarily training a living tree through constricting the direction of branch growth. The chair took about eight years to grow.



he’s wearing crocs

He grew a tree into a chair. He can wear whatever the fuck he wants.
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Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
Turn that shit up AMY
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Last scenes from the LOTR Trilogy.


Real

Last scenes from the LOTR Trilogy.


Real

Last scenes from the LOTR Trilogy.


Real
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"My wish for you is that you have a neverending series of dreams and a furious desire to realize a few of them.
My wish for you is that you love what must be loved and forget what must be forgotten.
I wish you passions. I wish you silences.
My wish for you is that you hear the songs of birds and the laughter of children at your awaking.
My wish for you is that you resist the downtroddenness, the indifference, the negative virtues of our era.
My wish for you especially is that you be, you"

Jacques Brel “Our Deepest Fear”

(via cosmickonciousness)
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francisalbertsinatra:

James Kaplan, author of Frank: The Voice, introduced his biography of Frank Sinatra with the following: 

What is a poet? A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music…And men crowd about the poet and say to him: “Sing for us soon again”; that is as much to say: “May new sufferings torment your soul.” -Kierkegaard, Either/Or
francisalbertsinatra:

James Kaplan, author of Frank: The Voice, introduced his biography of Frank Sinatra with the following: 

What is a poet? A poet is an unhappy being whose heart is torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when the sighs and the cries escape them, they sound like beautiful music…And men crowd about the poet and say to him: “Sing for us soon again”; that is as much to say: “May new sufferings torment your soul.” -Kierkegaard, Either/Or
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x-file:

catazoid:

As promised, here are some pictures of Lyalya’s first walk outside! Look at the bushy little squirrel tail :D the sandpit was her favorite spot! She was extremely excited and threw sand all over the place

this is a fucking squirrel. this is a fucking squirrel with a cat’s head. who is responsible for this
x-file:

catazoid:

As promised, here are some pictures of Lyalya’s first walk outside! Look at the bushy little squirrel tail :D the sandpit was her favorite spot! She was extremely excited and threw sand all over the place

this is a fucking squirrel. this is a fucking squirrel with a cat’s head. who is responsible for this
x-file:

catazoid:

As promised, here are some pictures of Lyalya’s first walk outside! Look at the bushy little squirrel tail :D the sandpit was her favorite spot! She was extremely excited and threw sand all over the place

this is a fucking squirrel. this is a fucking squirrel with a cat’s head. who is responsible for this
x-file:

catazoid:

As promised, here are some pictures of Lyalya’s first walk outside! Look at the bushy little squirrel tail :D the sandpit was her favorite spot! She was extremely excited and threw sand all over the place

this is a fucking squirrel. this is a fucking squirrel with a cat’s head. who is responsible for this
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entropically-favorable:

jeffdeluca:

Dino Dim Sum.

Is this the grown up version of dinosaur chicken nuggets?
entropically-favorable:

jeffdeluca:

Dino Dim Sum.

Is this the grown up version of dinosaur chicken nuggets?
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Waldsee by (Chris Smith)