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Sat, 13 Apr 2013 23:24:51 -0400

Loneliness is processed in the same part of the brain as physical pain

Fri, 15 Feb 2013 01:33:49 -0500

Loneliness is processed in the same part of the brain as physical pain

This was posted by someone on my Tumblr…had a long...

Fri, 15 Feb 2013 01:30:49 -0500

This was posted by someone on my Tumblr…had a long caption, i dunno, i didnt take the time to read it…anyway, it just made me smile cuz the first thing to come to mind was “White Power!”…tho i seriously doubt that’s what the article was about

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Fri, 15 Feb 2013 01:22:56 -0500

Cutest puppy in ze world =)

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 05:55:09 -0500

Cutest puppy in ze world =)

"What are Dreams?" by Gabriel Byrne

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 04:54:12 -0500

Dreams

What are dreams?

Moments etched in time

Swept to end strokes on twilight canvases

Vast as the cosmos

Quiet lullibies echoing through the purple dawn

Dreams…

Farthest reaches of imagination, fulfilled

Endlessly evolving in

Leaps and bounds

Hidden beauty in unexpected places

Sculptures of perfect imperfections

These are dreams

Sublime journeys beyond the extraordinary

Sad shadows of requiems long ago

Forms and Formlessness

Textures that radiate cascading visions and colorful sounds

Dreams that shimmer between wishes and stars

Mystery

Majesty

Transcendent they soar

Through infinite possibilities

Just for a chortle

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 04:03:36 -0500

Just for a chortle

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Mon, 11 Feb 2013 04:01:40 -0500

Animated DevilHSOriginal Illustration by DevilHS

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 03:55:42 -0500

Animated DevilHS
Original Illustration by DevilHS

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Sun, 10 Feb 2013 10:33:02 -0500

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any...

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 10:13:41 -0500

“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You’re on your own, and you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go.”

~*~ Dr. Seuss ~*~

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Sun, 10 Feb 2013 10:08:53 -0500

White people are beginning to corrupt my newly appointed...

Sun, 10 Feb 2013 10:03:52 -0500

White people are beginning to corrupt my newly appointed “favorite” videogame

The Angel of Life asked the Angel of Death, “Why do people love me so much, yet hate you...

Fri, 08 Feb 2013 18:29:24 -0500

The Angel of Life asked the Angel of Death, “Why do people love me so much, yet hate you so much?”. The Angel of Death replied, “Because you are a beautiful lie, and I am a painful truth.”

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Fri, 08 Feb 2013 06:42:30 -0500

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Thu, 07 Feb 2013 05:48:27 -0500

“I dun have a dirty mind, just a sense of humor that contains adult content”

Thu, 07 Feb 2013 05:43:15 -0500

“I dun have a dirty mind, just a sense of humor that contains adult content”

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Thu, 07 Feb 2013 05:39:25 -0500

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Mon, 28 Jan 2013 06:51:13 -0500

I am happy and in love with who I am today. I found what I needed in myself to sustain an experience of love no matter where I am, no matter who I surround myself with. Whether I’m alone or among hundreds in a crowd, I am present to the power of love and the impact it has through all of life. And now, after seeking, celebrating and sorrowing, I finally have love to share with the world again. And what I figured out in the end is that love isn’t always a pink heart on a Valentines card. It’s also what breaks you apart when someone passes away, as you lose the opportunity to share your eyes and adoration with that person…

Loveisandalways will bemulti-faceted; It’s comedy in the face of tragedy. It’s romance on the deck of a sinking ship. It’s where the sacred meets the silly. It’s having compassion for your enemies, and being nice to the dining room table after you’ve stubbed your toe. It’s what turns you inside out and makes you go nuts…Like having a song stuck in your head for months…

Invictus - William Ernest Henley (1875)

Mon, 28 Jan 2013 06:38:24 -0500

Out of the nite that covers me,

Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever Gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how straight the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate;

I am the captain of my soul.