So this is the city so this is progress how could something so pretty become...– Devotchka
a vibrant, living, and incredible feeling. I’m unbelievably happy to be here for the rest of the year. It’s going up an tall escalator late at night with cool wind from above running against your face Seeing a cigarette filter stuck at the top of the escalator, trying to get down, but perpetually pushed up. The street lamps completely blanketed by stickers of every color and...
I want to live forever.
Self-knowledge is best learned, not by contemplation, but action.– Geothe (via hemapreya)
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So last night around 2am the clock in my room started to move super fast. Super creepy. But this morning I found out, that apparently it’s a “Funkwecker” that connects itself with a central radio station in Frankfurt, which sets the time. Mind officially blown.
When I come home cold and tired It’s good to warm my bones beside the...– Pink Floyd
It was curious to think that the sky was the same for everybody, in Eurasia or...– Winston Smith - “1984” by George Orwell (via randomc)
Steig auf den Berg aus Dreck, weil oben frischer Wind weht– Peter Fox
It’s raining here in the little village of Berlin. Played some soccer and then had a nap where I dreamed about airplanes and swimming and radios. ‘Bout to read some.
Because many young people are urbanized and alienated from nature, they may not...– Ahmed Djoghlaf (via weknowsolittle)
Time is the father of existence Rhyme the brother of resistance Broken down by men in their crazy minds Void is the mother of unknown distance Will, the sister of persistence Stripping under the elusive sky