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the eye of a Nile crocodile 

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revolutionofconsciousness:

Our entire industrial civilization is literally built on lies, deception and manipulation. 

I, however, am only interested in truth and beauty. 

So, by doing some in-depth studying on the first books ever created, I realized that Cyclops from X-Men, is most probably named after Poseidon’s (the Greek God of the sea) son, who became blind after a battle.

Cattails

Student 1:	What's your favorite flower?
Student 2:	Cattails!
Student 1:	Ewwww, those look like hot dogs on a stick!!!

"I tell you it has taken my all my life…
to learn that the line I called the horizon
does not exist and sky and water,
so long apart, are the same state of being."

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this is beautiful enough to stare at for at least a moment.

"

In February life stood still.
The birds refused to fly and the soul
grated against the landscape as a boat
chafes against the jetty where it’s moored.

The trees were turned away. The snow’s depth
measured by the stubble poking through.
The footprints grew old out on the ice-crust.
Under a tarpaulin, language was being broken down.

Suddenly, something approaches the window.
I stop working and look up.
The colours blaze. Everything turns around.
The earth and I spring at each other.

"

Face To Face - Tomas Tranströmer

"

Do not expect that if your book falls open
to a certain page, that any phrase
you read will make a difference today,
or that the voices you might overhear
when the wind moves through the yellow-green
and golden tent of autumn, speak to you.

Things ripen or go dry. Light plays on the
dark surface of the lake. Each afternoon
your shadow walks beside you on the wall,
and the days stay long and heavy underneath
the distant rumor of the harvest. One
more summer gone,
and one way or another you survive,
dull or regretful, never learning that
nothing is hidden in the obvious
changes of the world, that even the dim
reflection of the sun on tall, dry grass
is more than you will ever understand.

And only briefly then
you touch, you see, you press against
the surface of impenetrable things

"

Do Not Expect - Dana Gioia

"

Here is an amazement–––once I was twenty years old and in
every motion of my body there was a delicious ease,
and in every motion of the green earth there was
a hint of paradise,
and now I am sixty years old, and it is the same.

Above the modest house and the palace–––the same darkness.
Above the evil man and the just, the same stars.
Above the child who will recover and the child who will
not recover, the same energies roll forward,
from one tragedy to the next and from one foolishness to the next.

I bow down.

"

Mary Oliver

"truth is too simple for words
before thought gets tangled up in nouns and
verbs
there is a wordless sound
a deep breathless sigh
of overwhelming relief
to find the end of fiction
in this ordinary
yet extraordinary moment
when words are recognized
as words
and truth is recognized
as everything else"

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