What I hate is ignorance, smallness of imagination, the eye that sees no farther than its own lashes. All things are possible. Who you are is limited only by who you think you are.
Egyptian Book of the Dead (via yimmyayo)
PREACH.
Relation
I used to be able to equate relation to connection sometimes, but now I think that just because you are related to somebody doesn’t necessarily mean you are connected.
He is my relative
I have a relationship with him
He is related to me
I connected with him
I have a connection with him
Him and I connect.
I think that by the looks of those sentences, my new found outlook makes sense.
I am related to him, but I feel no connection to him whatsoever. I have no relationship with him, therefore I have connection with him.
I have a connection to food. I have a good relationship with food. It will be the only relationship in my life that will never die.
∞ March 15, 2012 at 12:32am
canvas
I think…
If i’m not crazy.
that was actually fun.
it’s so late. help me.
∞ March 11, 2012 at 07:16am
winter nights
unemployment really brings a lot of late nights. in the cold. in march
fucking ridiculous.
in other news. tonight I had a Thai feast.
∞ March 05, 2012 at 01:10am
getting rid of a bad habit
Today I quit my job… I have no other job lined up… Oh well.
let the heavy blogging commence.
∞ March 02, 2012 at 09:45pm
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