The Art of Flying

There is an art, or rather, a knack to flying. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Jump and Fly Free.

philosophybits:

“We are mistaken when we look forward for death; the major portion of death has already passed: whatever years are behind us are already in death’s hands.”

— Seneca, Moral Letters to Lucilius

liberatingreality:

“Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.”

— Chuck Palahniuk, Diary

celtos:

When you encounter the gaze of the Other, you meet not a seeing eye but a blind one. The gaze is not clear or penetrating, not filled with knowledge of recognition; it is clouded over and turned back on itself, absorbed in its own enjoyment. The horrible truth … is that the gaze does not see you. … You are on your own; the gaze of the Other is not confirming, it will not validate you.

—Joan Copjec

melaniefangz:

stop saying “sorry for party rocking”, instead try “thank you for your allowing me to party rock” or “I appreciate you being patient with me as I party rock, in the house tonight”

(via perfect-silence)

tear-dropp:

how is there so much going on inside of my head but aIso literally nothing

(via skrrtward)

tear-dropp:

how is there so much going on inside of my head but aIso literally nothing

(via skrrtward)

homoluigi:

I love to assert the pedestrian right-of-way. What the fuck are you going to do? Murder me with your vehicle? Lol

(via perfect-silence)

mamoru:

yes I DO live under a rock and her name is the Moon and she is always smiling but she teaches me nothing

(via perfect-silence)

princesszeldaz:

tbh the best feeling in the world is when you get to make your favorite people laugh and you have that moment of yes,,,,, just as planned,,,,,,,,,,, I have Succeeded in Bringing Them Amusement,,,,,, look at that Beautiful Smile™ that means the world to me

(via perfect-silence)