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Dance involves physicality, it involves spirituality and even brains. Natalia Makarova (via katherineofvalois)
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magictransistor:

Vilem Kriz. Paris. 1946.
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pull me out

can’t you stop this all from happening?

close the doors and keep them out
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goforeverdemiworld:

music is life
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watchingmylifeflyby:

scary monsterrr
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Truth leads, and ignorance follows in his train. Spirit blazes the trail, and matter follows behind. In the world today ideals live but a moment in their purity before the gathering hosts of darkness snuff out the gleaming spark. The Mystery School, however, remains unmoved. It does not bring its light to man; man must bring his light to it. The Lost Keys of Freemasonry, by Manly P. Hall (via biblioplasm)
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Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other. Carl Jung (via lizlemonwasright)
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You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things. Mary Oliver, “Wild Geese” (via seasighing)
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