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We often forget that WE ARE NATURE. Nature is not something separate from us. So when we say that we have lost our connection to nature, we’ve lost our connection to ourselves. Andy Goldsworthy (via selenemooneffe)
you’re so soft & well spoken & cryptic & melancholic & lovely & coquettish. i just followed you on ig. i’m coach moon. have a lovely day.
adorleehaze: Wow, thank you so much for this. I just followed you back:)
I hate to show up in your inbox and just whine like this, but you’re such a spectacular creature. I feeling so hateful towards myself right now and I just feel like you’re so beautiful. I just wish I could look like you.
adorleehaze: I don’t think I’ve ever been truly content with myself in any aspect. I’m afraid even the most poetic comparisons so often used to widen perspective just drift right over me. For example “A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it” or “Your body is from stardust” etc. I …
isadora! what makes you feel so empty?
adorleehaze: It’s the way the atmosphere shudders when I steady myself.
Do you believe in god?
adorleehaze: I do. I believe the cosmos is the result of his attempted suicide. There was just too much to get rid of though and the failure of his annihilation resulted in nothing but the scattering of god particles; of simultaneous supersymmetry and chaos. One being’s freedom in exchange for trillions of tiny prisons. I …
every time I read or see the passage containing “seaside limbs and ardent tongue” I can see you so clearly.
adorleehaze: This makes me so happy. It’s such a wistful description.
lachantefleurie: (11/19/14) the night is white with snow and after spending a day with tears glittering in my eyes my heart was light as I got off the train and walked home, listening to Tchaikovsky and wanting to dance.
Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane. Anne Sexton (via myrrhae)
I am moonlight and moth flight, owl wing and wonder. I am flutter and flicker, last glimmer of twilight, first shimmer of starlight. I will take wing and dance in the shadow of moonbeams, for you my beloved, for you. Brian Froud’s Faeries’ Tales. (via eliseeatydendivu)