The Giant Of Salt, Sweden

Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

Lao Tzu

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Latest creation. Fresh water pearl centre piece with smaller Swarovski pearls.

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Left: A bust of Aphrodite Right: Greek model Angie Karantoni

like a little lost sputnik 

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Frederick Judd Waugh.

Feeling inspired by the many shades of green in this stunning mosaic forest by artist Joanne Desheil.

There’s nothing. There was nothing, either. Because… nothing. And the streets go on and there’s nothing everywhere where there should be everything. There, where could have been everything, there’s only frozen bronze, cold statues staring above your head into the distance, staring at the same brick walls, ignorant at the passersbys. Not that these would notice, busy lives among other busy lives, transparent bubbles of hard business incessantly rolling on cobblestones… The only beams of warmth are looking down from Copenhagen’s copper rooftops, evening rays of a weak sun checking back on us for a last gaze before taking off for the day, in a last effort to charge some smooth chocolate into your dark bitterness of Gl Carlsberg Porter. An imperial stout with a last hint to the sweetness of bygone days…

“And in the same way the dandelion’s destruction tells us about ourselves, so does our own destruction: our bodies are ecosystems, and they shed and replace and repair until we die. And when we die, our bodies feed the hungry earth, our cells becoming part of other cells, and in the world of the living, where we used to be, people kiss and hold hands and fall in love and fuck and laugh and cry and hurt others and nurse broken hearts and start wars and pull sleeping children out of car seats and shout at each other. If you could harness that energy—that constant, roving hunger—you could do wonders with it. You could push the earth inch by inch through the cosmos until it collided heart-first with the sun.”

— Carmen Maria Machado, from In the Dream House (via florizels)

i feel like u can tell a lot about a person by where they sat in the classroom, so reblog with where u sat and ur star sign, i’m back of the room by the windows taurus

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