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"There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman being unapologetically herself; comfortable in her perfect imperfection. To me, that is the true essence of beauty.”
― Steve Maraboli"

marijuaneraa:

 

"When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky."

- Buddha  (via wanduring)

(Source: karmickick)

"I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love,
and how you gave me everything you had
and how I offered you what was left of me."

- Charles Bukowski, “Raw With Love”  (via conditionnm)

(Source: larmoyante)

lily-cats:

(by lobster and swan)
chupaflor:

sinidentidades:

Decolonization in my heart and my machete

<3
miss-azura:

gimme-souls:

andrewgary-scott:


you-are-another-me:


“A friend took this pic in Arizona USA. The meteorologists don’t have a name for it. Seems to be high energy to be in a Rainbow and a tornado! ”
(source: Council of World Elders)


Oh my


lhjhcxgjhc

All I could think of is the Bifrost.

reclaimingthelatinatag:

Emmy Award-nominated Liza Garza is a poet, vocalist and songwriter. Infusing the cultural soul of Mexican folk tunes in modern ballads with the intricacy of Hip Hop rhyme schemes, she bridges the ancestral with the modern. With perfomances that include The Lincoln Center, The Apollo, the National Association of Latino Arts & Culture, HBO Def Poetry Jam and numerous stages world wide, diverse people are finding a home in her voice. [x]

Liza is amazing. This Mexican-American Muslim Latina sings about social inequities and structural violence. She has performed with artists such as Stevie Wonder, Roberta Flack, Amir Sulaiman, Mos Def, and Jill Scott. Garza graduated from the University of Michigan, where she formulated her own degree in Performance Activism. Watch to her perform “My Everything” on HBO Def Poetry. You can also learn more about her here and follow her on tumblr here

Oh! And she also makes and sells some seriously cool earrings. 

dr-cannibalism:

viletruthpurelies:

milktree:

Thich Quang Duc was a Vietnamese Mahayana Buddhist monk who burned himself to death at a busy Saigon road intersection on June 11 1963. Quang Duc was protesting about the persecution of Buddhists by the South Vietnamese government led by Ngo Dinh Diem. After his death, his body was re-cremated, but his heart remained intact.

photos by Malcom Browne

It’s important to note that not once did he make a sound while he burned himself alive.

Every single time I see this, I am amazed at the fact he not only just sat there calmly while burning to death, but didn’t make a sound at all. As someone that’s been on fire before and gotten badly burnt (full thickness burns, AKA 3rd degree burns), it defies everything I know about the whole experience. It was absolute fucking agony and after good deal of time of feeling the pain of my flesh burning and realising I couldn’t put myself out, I lost my mind and ran around screaming and swearing. Knowing what that feels like, I cannot, for the life of me, figure out how he did that. I just can’t.

himchanspenus:

Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.