sleep in sometime.
birds do not understand
which weeks are best to
dream off, to rub out of
your eyes as you wake
up. never listen to
birds before noon.

let yourself sink.
tension is best eased
out of your joints as
your subconscious sings,
runs unhindered through
impossible landscapes,
ending in late morning light.

anchor me in sleep.
uncover me like I am
a slice of sunlight you
can roll around in your
soft mouth, like tiny
sections of a

Be gentle with yourself. You’re doing the best you can.

— Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.

— Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

Marie Egner, Kupferschale mit weißen und rosa Blumen gefüllt (detail)
By 1940

winding road no.2 by ben-walker.tumblr.com

When a bird is alive, it eats ants. When the bird is dead, ants eat the bird. Time and circumstances can change at any time. Don’t devalue or hurt anyone in life. You may be powerful today. But remember… time is more powerful than you! One tree makes a million match sticks… only one match stick needed to burn a million trees. So be good and do good.

I think most people do not imagine how things can change. In Detroit, there are community gardens that are only an indication that the country is coming back to the city. And that is something that actually is necessary to stop the real imminent danger of the extermination of our planet. When I came to Detroit, if you threw a stone up in the air it would hit an autoworker on its way down. A few years after that, if you threw a stone in the air it’d hit an abandoned house or a vacant lot on its way down. And most people saw those vacant lots as blight. But meanwhile during World War II, blacks had moved from the South to the North. And they saw these vacant lots as places where you could grow food for the community. And so urban agriculture was born. And that came about not because anyone planned it, but because the vacant lots, produced by abandonment, created the opportunity for bringing the country back into the city, and actually saving the planet in the process.