Each time we don’t say what we wanna say, we’re dying. Yoko Ono (via purplebuddhaproject)

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old-rock-music:

Ringo and John by Henry Grossman
Darling, all night
I have been flickering, off, on, off, on. Sylvia Plath,Fever 103°.” from Ariel: The Restored Edition (via lifeinpoetry)

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stunningpicture:

Kids work together to create eternal recess
humansofnewyork:

"I’m writing a play about the nature of truth, and how difficult it is to convey the truth when everybody is speaking a different language. For example, the word ‘terrorist’ and the word ‘freedom fighter’ are used to refer to the exact same people at the exact same time. With everyone speaking differently, truth is almost impossible to agree upon. Yet believing in the existence of truth is the only thing that keeps us from devolving into tribal warfare. Because without the existence of truth, the person who is most powerful becomes the person who is right."
lostsplendor:

Rain on Madison Avenue, New York City c. 1943 by John Vachon via Shorpy