Machine-1989 - Just A Guy

A little video we all should take a moment to watch and think about. 

Instead of thinking about what divides us we should think about what we have in common…

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“For only the good doubt their own goodness, which is what makes them good in the first place. The bad know they are good, but the good know nothing. They spend their lives forgiving others, but they can’t forgive themselves.”

— Paul Auster, Man in the Dark

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Physics says “no two objects can occupy the same space at the same time”, but I’ve observed the two of us existing in a moment simultaneously where there is entirely an absence of space, of separation; Physics says that if two bodies tried to occupy the same physical space, then the forces would collide and cause a mass explosion, so maybe that’s what I feel when we collide, maybe that’s what causes jolts under my sternum and why I feel like we become a cloud of colours, maybe this is why we both crave the fire; Physics says that two objects made of matter cannot occupy the same space, but light can, but energy can, and sometimes I feel like we become rays of light, sometimes I think we’re the energy of something old and maybe this is what we become as our bodies tessellate; or maybe, just maybe, we aren’t defying physics at all maybe we collide, cause explosions, then turn to rays of light and dance together in a moment; Or maybe it’s a lot more simple than that- Physics says that two objects can’t occupy the same space at the same time and so I’m becoming convinced that in those moments, when time becomes unexplainable, where my roots are tangled with yours, where we lack all spaces entirely, maybe it’s there that we become one, not two and like this we could exist in every moment  that ever existed, two simultaneous souls in one.

spaces (via enthralledream)

I like that “good morning, princess” / “morning baby” kinda relationship. The no games, great communication, lots of sex, lots of kissing, lots of cuddling, lots of flirting, lots of being goofy kind of relationship. The kind that makes you want to run 100 miles, read books, clean up your bad habits kind of love.