"Maybe I’m not so good as I seem to you.
I’ve a bad heart; I will have my own way."

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via rabbitinthemoon)


Jaden Smith has escaped

everything suck / august 2014

La vie d’Adèle

Anonymous asked: "I'm really sorry, i wasn't clear in my messages, I have to explain my point of view. <br> For me ‘The world’ is that thing people in the streets, the trains... are used to mention. <br> I was supposed to ask you what you were thinking about when talking about ‘this world’ before answering. So I ask you now. Which world is this ? What is this world you're evoking, asking for alternatives to ? <br> Would be great pleasure to talk about this with you... <br> Friendly more than anonymously, <br> M."

To me, the world is everything around me including the imagination and feelings of every living thing. What I meant by saying there should be alternatives was that I wish there was a way to turn it all off, everything we/I’ve ever learned (colors, shapes, sounds) and enter something completely new. A way that I could feel new things, experience new things, that no one has ever imagined (and I did not mean time travel or any other sci-fi stuff, because that is of this world too, as we have already created the idea of them). The brain has limited resources, and they’re not satisfying enough for me.  

And, when I thought of this world as a party in a political election (I know, it sounds stupid, but I wasn’t very serious about it) it seemed fairly obvious that there had to be more than one alternative. Especially since there are so many that are not pleased with living in this world.

I guess that I was depressed too, and meant that I couldn’t think of a single thing at the moment that could make me want to stay in this world. I was sick of everything that I saw and heard in the material world, and perhaps even more sick of what my own mind was doing to me.

Sorry for this long and probably useless answer. 


Dance Exposure III
Alex Sadreddini

Anonymous asked: ">Why aren’t there alternatives to this world? <br> Seriously there's at least one..."

Depends on what ‘the world’ is to you.


We all got a life trap, a gene deep certainty that things will be different, this is a world where nothing is solved, time is a flat circle, everything we’ve ever done or will do, we’re gonna do over and over and over again, we’re trapped by that nightmare we keep waking up into.

Sven Svendsen (Norwegian/American, 1864-1934), Tree Trunks in Snow. Oil on canvas, 32 x 24 in.

me every fucking time…

"I love that sweet smell of decay that surrounds me in forests and woods. A kind of mulchy, deep, rich rot that has no connotation of death or ending, but rather of life and age. A sense of perpetual destruction and rebirth."

— (via wadulisiwoman)

(via tree-gasm)