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surfacetexture:
“Cy Twombly, Untitled, From: In Beauty it is Finished (1983-2002)
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surfacetexture:

Cy Twombly, Untitled, From: In Beauty it is Finished (1983-2002)

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m4zlum:

Newroz in Kurdistan, 1973 by Chris Kutschera

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trapthagod:

passionately kissing in the dark in total silence is a fucking mood

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365filmsbyauroranocte:

The Ninth Configuration (William Peter Blatty, 1980)

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astronomyblog:
“  In early 2001 during a launch of Atlantis, the Sun, Earth, Moon, and rocket were all properly aligned for this photogenic coincidence.
Image Credit: Pat McCracken, NASA
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astronomyblog:

In early 2001 during a launch of Atlantis, the Sun, Earth, Moon, and rocket were all properly aligned for this photogenic coincidence.

Image Credit: Pat McCracken, NASA

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girlsandguns:
“ Jiwinaia by Petra Collins
Styled by Vanna Youngstein
Model: Seashell Cocker
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girlsandguns:

Jiwinaia by Petra Collins 

Styled by Vanna Youngstein 

Model: Seashell Cocker 

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mapeauaime:
“https://www.instagram.com/p/BTwJdjthX_5/
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nemfrog:
““The Little Dipper of the Pleiades.” The call of the stars. 1919.
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nemfrog:

“The Little Dipper of the Pleiades.”  The call of the stars. 1919. 

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birdasaurus:
“Lindsey Pruitt
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vincekris:

Frances Kearney :  Five People Thinking the Same Thing III. 1998

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flashofgod:
“Michael Eastman, HP Sunspots Montana, 2013.
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flashofgod:

Michael Eastman, HP Sunspots Montana, 2013.

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middleeasternpoetry:
“God, did not see the tears of the traveler. He did not become attached. He did not have to break free. Man built the road, to get away from home, to reach exile. The road is calling out my name… it tells me… today is the day to...

middleeasternpoetry:

God, did not see the tears of the traveler. He did not become attached. He did not have to break free. Man built the road, to get away from home, to reach exile. The road is calling out my name… it tells me…  today is the day to break free…  A small backpack full of memories on my trembling shoulders. From all the good and bad people, from all that happy and sorrowful tales, what has remained for me but memories? A vague image in the speck of dust on the window. The road has put out its arms… waiting for me… I am singing the bitter story of goodbye even though my lips are closed. To leave behind all memories. All the love. All the attachment. It’s hard but I have no choice.
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terminusantequem:
“Spyros Vassiliou (Greek, 1902-1984), After dinner at Kostis ,1972. Oil and collage on canvas, 146 x 114.5 cm
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terminusantequem:

Spyros Vassiliou (Greek, 1902-1984), After dinner at Kostis ,1972. Oil and collage on canvas, 146 x 114.5 cm

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