In reality, time and space exist in you; you do not exist in them. They are modes of perception, but they are not the only ones. Time and space are like words written on paper; the paper is real, the words merely a convention.
Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via lazyyogi)
There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence.
Cape arago, charleston, oregon.
You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;
How could you become new if you haven’t first become ashes?
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via petit-poids)
If one’s different, one’s bound to be lonely.
She thought love was gonna save her. But love just never showed.