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Try spending one day like this and let the magic begin... Sometimes we need to step back in order to move forward. We need to stop trying so hard in order to succeed....And we need to just stop and breathe in order to keep walking.....Try today and lemme know how it goes in comments below.... #lifequotes #lifehacks #philosophy #lifeteachings #lifecoach #infjsoul #souls #loveyourself #breathe #aligneithuniverse #listentoyourheart #listentouniverse #followyourheart

On a scale of 1-10 how OC is this picture? 😂 anyways, playing COD WW2 tonight, add me on Snapchat to get my PSN! 🎮💞 👻Ashes_TV #theoc #goldenstateofmind #caligirl

The chicken answers a question with a question #whydidthechickencrosstheroad

"The way out is the way in". - Neil Peart #burningman2017

Kaushal
(@kbhatik)

4 Minutes Ago

My tea has a habit, talking..and speak wise words #tealovers #tealoversunite #motivationalquotes #philosophy #lifequotes

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James Dignan
(@jamdig)

7 Minutes Ago

Cecily & Alexander, The Gauche Caviar Are Not Yet Dead. An Entertainment In Words & Pictures. Written By Symonne Torpy @symonnetorpy Illustrated By James Dignan @jamdig 💋Please Follow As Their Adventures Unfold 💋@cecilyandalexander Website: www.cecilyandalexander.com Thrust into the world of the French bourgeoisie on Paris’ Left Bank, a young Cecily captures the politics, romance & witty foibles of those who philosophise over €4 coffees at the celebrated Café de Flore. Best friend Alexander serves as the main foil to Cecily’s café society. Writing to each other between Portland Oregon & Paris, the two protagonists provide unlikely & often hilarious voices of reflection, in a culture that seems to exist between sometime in the 1920’s & now. #cecilyandakexander#instapoetry #instacomedy #paris#parisienne #chiaroscuro #picturebook#illustration #cafesociety #cafedeflore #philosophy #quotes#cafédeflore #bourgeois #bourgeoisie #gauchecaviar #jajawunderbar #writersofinstagram #illustratorsofinstagram #comedy#hipsterville #parisportland #parisstreetstyle #frenchchic #urbanturnan@cecilyandalexander @symonnetorpy @theillustrationroom @agencevirginie @traffic_nyc @taikoassociates @iconistbyicon @chroniclebooks @vanityfairfrance @voguearabia @vogueaustralia @glamourgermany @i_love_illustration @kirstie_clements @illoreps

I passed East Village(particularly St.Marks and 9th St.) today and felt some guilt remembering some not even the most important past, going through some tickling PTSD-kinda feeling. But in order to survive in New York one needs a much stronger heart that is able to crush everything, doesn’t he? I need to be stronger and I am becoming stronger ... I grew up listening to Ayumi/regular classical music and then western indie/Rock Roll, barely casting attention on some Chinese songs. Today I stumbled into a very philosophical song from an iconic HK singer, Faye Wong, talking about meaningful yet possibly fleeting “communications “ n “connections” regardless of results, in this fast paced mundane world and heartless society. I couldn’t help searching her biography and figured out she was a forth right , pure and courageous person , yet still of high EQ and deep real understanding of our lives. She never cared about winning in the mundane world and she surpassed all that. 有生之年 狭路相逢 终不能幸免 手心忽然长出 纠缠的曲线 #fruitofthought #empirestatebuilding #toxic #newyorkcity #philosophy #feelsbadman #skyline #王菲 #manhattan #vibes #friday and I hate all the imaginary happiness right now.

There are people that influence you more than others. He opened up a whole new world for me, one of inquiry and truth... I miss my conversations with him in the courtyard or his office; discussing the bigger questions of life... Miss you professor Cronin! May your guidance and wisdom carry me through future moments... #stu #fredericton #philosophy #cronin #mentor #lifesajourney

Мы родились может и не совсем в правильном месте, но точно в правильное время. . . . . . . . . . . . . #instagram #photo #canon #photoshop #awesome #retro #best #autumn #philosophy #2017 #осень #цитата #ретро #Россия #красота #фото #арт #russia #syzran #art #light #like #follow #street #сызрань #beauty #vsco

gwyn
(@writing_on_a_cusp)

19 Minutes Ago

. Trouble with a proper way to manifest these triumphs is that silence is a slow message for the wind to carry. Screams once allowed in vain whisper now aloud to the vane. . . . But you can trust my whisper as much as anything. I do. gwyn . . . #nature #forest #cabininthewoods #findme #witchcraft #poetry #magic #poet #poem #writer #writing #thinking #philosophy #wisdom #read #micropoetry #words #me #art #life #writersofinstagram #quote

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[C]: Painting—[Chinese Chess Player] : although never a formal student, I recall listening to the idea of life being dictated by a series of possible movements (especially those of de Certeau’s cityscape) laid out in front of us, a bit like the moves chess pieces are allowed (indeed, imprisoned, to take), as one’s circumstances constrain as well as allow us to move around but never beyond certain areas, as long as we are still playing the game. Still, confined by the white spaces, and walking the fine, thin red lines (who made these?), and although we move in and out of peoples’ lives, we inadvertently or sometimes (and we like to believe) in purest volition and choice as like a grand master, we often consume them cannibalistically via means of consumption, common purchases, usages of tools, violence in our actions and words and in every choice of intention. In the end, confined to the game, that which is to move or die(?), we choose consumption rather than starvation, rather than abstinence, rather than erasure of the self, for the self. Indeed, sometimes along the way of our stories, we meet with certain sacrifices from individuals that leaves us in awe; but that’s where it ends usually. We never choose that path outside those red lines. We remain in them (aren’t we doomed to that, since we are in it?). And if you look closely into most heart of hearts, we hear sniggerings echoing in their bellies, of their untimely and miscalculated death and demise. Whether the piece, which now finally sits outside of the confines of movement, was a loser or not, remains irrelevant however; the move is no longer needed. The game isn’t played. There’s no need for the game. Time stands still; maybe time has been commanded to move out of the way and enter its grave. Was it a move of love or miscalculated egoism(?); it sits quietly outside (to be reincarnated or to return in a vicious, circular eternal return?) oblivious to itself. And yet one cannot say that it is not alive now. It could be more so than ever. Especially now that its existentiell-ity is being a being without the need to choose to move in time, and yet, eternally in flux and flurry of Love’s gentle embrace.