to see a world in a grain of sand
and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour.
We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus. That alone should make us love each other, but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
Charles Bukowski (via purplebuddhaproject)
Our thoughts become our words, our words become our actions, our actions become our character, our character becomes our destiny.

Future Island - Seasons (Waiting On You) [Slow Club Cover Version]

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