Traffic
In our world of havoc, gratification and rush we submit to the traffic of our day, the demands of our peers and pressure of time. After the egg has been broken the yolk mixed with the white, our world gives us time to reflect and reflect we do. From blasé to delirium, and delirium to anxiety, from anxiety to sadness, we confront the seeming realities of the moment and our trapped desires, only to come back up and face the music once again.
Traffic
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shaynnee:

I love this movie.
shaynnee:

I love this movie.
shaynnee:

I love this movie.
shaynnee:

I love this movie.
shaynnee:

I love this movie.
shaynnee:

I love this movie.
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I love this movie.
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I love this movie.
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I love this movie.
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its not necessarily what you first think, or even what you think after that
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"It’s a bone that doesn’t lodge, a moon that only shines on you.
The breaking when its broken, and the lie that doesn’t sleep.
Don’t speak of beauty, its our own.
Don’t speak of truth, lets speak of comfort and perhaps denial.
My bone will break for you, if we let it, or if we don’t, choice doesn’t play a part.
Let the red in your eye stain my palms and the agreeance melt away."
A for LUCY
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Flume's Remix of Disclosure's "You & Me" | Thump
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mizukomaru:

BBG - koi 1 by Dystopos on Flickr.
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"

maggie and milly and molly and may went down to the beach(to play one day)

and maggie discovered a shell that sang so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and

milly befriended a stranded star whose rays five languid fingers were; and

molly was chased by a horrible thing which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and

may came home with a smooth round stone as small as a world and as large as alone.

For whatever we lose(like a you or a me) it’s always ourselves we find in the sea -

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E E Cummings
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the-fandoms-are-cool:


I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate questions and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am.
I am the right brain. I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion. Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter. I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet. I am movement. Vivid colors. I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas. I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel. I am everything I wanted to be.

CAN I BE AMBRAINDEXTROUS 
the-fandoms-are-cool:


I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate questions and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am.
I am the right brain. I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion. Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter. I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feet. I am movement. Vivid colors. I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas. I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel. I am everything I wanted to be.

CAN I BE AMBRAINDEXTROUS 
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without that perfume of love, life has no meaning
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attachment denies totally love