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An idea that is developed and put into action is more important than an idea that exists only as an idea.

purplebuddhaproject:

ThunderClap Giveaway:

3 Gemstone Bracelets & 4 of our Cambodia Bar Necklaces

We are running a campaign on Thunderclap and are looking for your support through a pledge share either on Facebook, Tumblr, or Twitter a message about our kickstarter project.

Through Thunderclap I am asking for 250 supporters to pledge a share, and upon reaching that goal, your social media will automatically blast out our message promoting our kickstarter.

Please check out our Thunderclap campaign which is running along with our Kickstarter, and pledge a share if you feel lie this is a cause you can support.

How To:

1. Visit Our Thunderclap page and pledge a share by clicking one of the choices of supporting through Facebook, Twitter, or Tumblr on the top of the page (pic #4 in post)

2. Once our Thunderclap campaign ends in Nov 5th, we will announce a winner. We will contact the winner via the social media that they used through Thunderclap

3. For more chances of winning, connect more than one social media to Thunderclap

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My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
It gives a lovely light!
Edna St. Vincent Millay, A Few Figs from Thistles (via observando)

Love.

Because of you, in gardens of blossoming
Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer
Remember your hands; how did your lips
Feel on mine?

Because of you, I love the white statues
Drowsing in the parks, the white statues that
Have neither voice nor sight.

I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;
I have forgotten your eyes.

Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to
My vague memory of you. I live with pain
That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
Make to me an irreperable harm.

Your caresses enfold me, like climbing
Vines on melancholy walls.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
Glimpse you in every window.

Because of you, the heady perfumes of
Summer pain me; because of you, I again
Seek out the signs that precipitate desires:
Shooting stars, falling objects.

Pablo Neruda (via observando)
Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe
Rain may fall, and wind may blow
And many miles be still to go
But under a tall tree will I lie
And let the clouds go sailing by.
J.R.R. Tolkien (via observando)
She is as sensitive to the people’s feelings as to her own.
She says, “To people who are good, I am good.
And to people who are not good? I am good to them, too.”
This is true goodness.
“People who are trustworthy, I trust.
And people who are not trustworthy, I also trust.”
This is real trust.
The Sage who leads harmoniously considers the mind
of her people as well as her own.
They look to her anxiously.
They are like her own children.
Tao Te Ching: Chapter 49
trans. by John R. Mabry (1994)

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I love this river. #KernRiver

misandry-mermaid:

scandalouslyfollowing:

nuric:

cap-out-of-time:

schwoozie:

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ooc: Reblogging because holy shit.

I aspire to be this woman when I’m older. 

YASSSSSSS!

This woman was born before women were legally allowed to vote.

So don’t think for a second that she’s joking when she sees you trying to take that right away, Republicans.

Damn grandma. You rule

(via feminism-fuck-yeah)

These are awesome

(Source: iraffiruse, via keplyq)

omgkitteh:

Thanks, James Franco.

I love him. Fer realZ

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jedavu:

ROGER DEAN’S SCIENCE FICTION LANDSCAPES

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