holy shit, it's a fucking rainbow.

i like going on adventures and running around in animal masks and tall glasses of ginger ale and being a part of nutella circles that take place on grassy hills. i also wish i knew how to rollerbowl. new friends are fun! (+ last.fm + twitter + vimeo + flickr)

getting mail is pretty ace! Cornify

Sep 06
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We will never remember dying. We were so patient about being, noting down the numbers, the days, the years and the months, the hair, the mouths we kissed, and that moment of dying: we surrender it without a note, we give it to others as remembrance or we give it simply to water, to water, to air, to time. Nor do we keep the memory of our birth, though being born was important and fresh: and now you don’t even remember one detail, and you haven’t kept even a branch of the first light.
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From now on I will take (all of) my ideas seriously! I had an idea about making wigs for newborns, but I did not continue working that idea out. Now someone else made their fortune (?) on baby-wigs!  
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dontplayitcool:
by Dutch/Californian artist Bas Jan Ader who was last seen in 1975 when he took off in what would have been the smallest sailboat ever to cross the Atlantic. He left behind a small oeuvre, often using gravity as a medium, which more than 30 years after his disappearance at sea is more influential than ever before.

dontplayitcool:

by Dutch/Californian artist Bas Jan Ader who was last seen in 1975 when he took off in what would have been the smallest sailboat ever to cross the Atlantic. He left behind a small oeuvre, often using gravity as a medium, which more than 30 years after his disappearance at sea is more influential than ever before.
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you need to think yourself into the open, and the only way to do that is to enjoy not knowing whether you’re right or wrong, play the game of life without trying to work out the rules. stop judging the living, enjoy futility, don’t be disillusioned with murder, remember that fasting men survive while starving men die, laugh as your illusions collapse, and above all, always bless every minute of this silly season in hell.
— a fraction of the whole by steve toltz (via dontplayitcool)