I don’t act upon this as much as I should.

I don’t act upon this as much as I should.

(Source: awanderingspiritualsoul, via ori-ginality)

I opened a book that was sprinkled with dust and out fell my mother
A picture of her, one that I thought was long forgotten. 
How ironic that it was on Mother’s Day. 
I’m still loving the ghost that you have become to me. 
Still, after ten years there is a place in my mind that you shade. 
You are somewhere off of my map.
Somewhere unknown and far away.
But in that moment, you were with me on this day.

I opened a book that was sprinkled with dust and out fell my mother
A picture of her, one that I thought was long forgotten.
How ironic that it was on Mother’s Day.
I’m still loving the ghost that you have become to me.
Still, after ten years there is a place in my mind that you shade.
You are somewhere off of my map.
Somewhere unknown and far away.
But in that moment, you were with me on this day.

de-a-thtothewest:

“God knows how i got so ugly, i guess it just comes from being slugged and slugged again and again, and not going down, still trying to think, to feel, still trying to put the butterfly back together again…it’s written a map on my face that nobody would ever want to hang on their wall.sometimes i’ll see myself somewhere…suddenly…say in a large mirror in a supermarket…eyes like little mean bugs…face scarred, twisted, yes, i look insane, demented, what a mess…spilled vomit of skin…yet, when i see the “handsome” men i think, my god my god, i’m glad i’m not them”― Charles Bukowski, Sunlight Here I Am

de-a-thtothewest:

“God knows how i got so ugly, i guess it just comes from being slugged and slugged again and again, and not going down, still trying to think, to feel, still trying to put the butterfly back together again…it’s written a map on my face that nobody would ever want to hang on their wall.

sometimes i’ll see myself somewhere…suddenly…say in a large mirror in a supermarket…eyes like little mean bugs…face scarred, twisted, yes, i look insane, demented, what a mess…spilled vomit of skin…yet, when i see the “handsome” men i think, my god my god, i’m glad i’m not them”

― Charles Bukowski, Sunlight Here I Am

(via mabbdoom)

// Sleeping Hour//

I’m up during the sleeping hour.
This is the time where lovers leave each other
and go to work a 9 to 5 

I’m awake again during the sleeping hour.
First stogie has been burnt, inhaled and dipped into an old coffee filled mug beside a flower fabric chair.

I’m awake still in the sleeping hour.
I’m reading this poem out loud,
but my mouth doesn’t seem to care. The words flow without any grace.

Awake once more in the sleeping hour.
I feel as though my brain works a 12 to 12
that is the reason I have no lover to leave

I’m asleep during the waking hour.

soredemonao:

So much love for this man.

“Regarding all the chat about various mind altering substances: For me, I allow myself access to alliterative realities by holding my mind and vision to the archetypes of Sacred Geometry.

Sacred Geometry is a true doorway into the perfect and timeless realities of our human consciousness. And in those spaces I am very very close to the experience of Gnosis.

In other words, there is more than one way to get THERE.”

—Charles Gilchrist

hashtagbrooke:

On the subject of algebra

hashtagbrooke:

On the subject of algebra

droppingthephysics:

A portion of the salt and pepper you see on an analog television actually comes from the radiation left over from the Big Bang. The radiation, known as the cosmic microwave background, permeates all of space and gives the universe an average temperature of 2.7 K (-455 degrees F), just slightly above absolute zero.  The first detection of the microwave background was made in 1964 at AT&T Bell labs where physicists initially thought that an accumulation of bird poop on their 20-foot antenna was the source of the unwanted noise signals. The Nobel Prize in Physics was awarded for the accidental discovery which supported the now prevailing Big Bang Theory.

droppingthephysics:

A portion of the salt and pepper you see on an analog television actually comes from the radiation left over from the Big Bang. The radiation, known as the cosmic microwave background, permeates all of space and gives the universe an average temperature of 2.7 K (-455 degrees F), just slightly above absolute zero.

The first detection of the microwave background was made in 1964 at AT&T Bell labs where physicists initially thought that an accumulation of bird poop on their 20-foot antenna was the source of the unwanted noise signals. The Nobel Prize in Physics was awarded for the accidental discovery which supported the now prevailing Big Bang Theory.

kingforevernotforaday:

LMFAO! two people saw superman flying and they’re trying to determine their distance….

If I saw superman, I’d try to get him to notice me.

kingforevernotforaday:

LMFAO! two people saw superman flying and they’re trying to determine their distance….

If I saw superman, I’d try to get him to notice me.

Did you know there's a freaking Museum of Math in NYC?

hangovers:

Lemme just nerd the fuck out about this. Also:

Bill Nye, y'all

(Source: h0memademummy, via tired-talk)

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