Nyam- Osoryn Tsultem
Ensemble of the Clouds
1977
methpool:

I need to stop thinking
the-humans:

Robert Fludd, Utriusque Cosmi, 1617-1621.
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Anais Nin (via emi-leee)

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Don’t ever feel bad for making a decision that upsets other people. You are not responsible for their happiness. You are responsible for your happiness.
Isaiah Henkel (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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