I'm Alexandra. I'm 27, queer, chronically ill, mentally interesting, and I live in the Canadian Prairies.
Here you will find beautiful pictures, beautiful words, surreal humour, adorable animals (especially birds and bats), nature, hippy shit, neat art, queer things, feminist things, Buddhist things, things related to knitting, Greek and Roman Classical stuff, period film/tv appreciation, things that appease my inner goth teenager, and posts on living with chronic illness and mental illness that don't involve the word "spoons". And maybe the occasional Teen Wolf gif set because nobody's perfect.
“The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, the capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable; they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed.”
“Don’t wait for some great bliss to descend on you. It never happens. Great bliss is nothing but small pleasures accumulating in your being. The total of all the small pleasures is the great bliss. Eating, enjoy it. Drinking, enjoy it. Taking a bath, enjoy it. Walking, enjoy it. Such a beautiful world, such a beautiful morning, such beautiful clouds…what else do you need to celebrate? The sky full of stars…what more do you need to be prayerful? The sun rising from the east…what more do you need to bow down? And amidst a thousand and one thorns a small roseflower arises, opening its buds, so fragile, so vulnerable, yet so strong, so ready to fight with the wind, with the lightning, with the thunderings. Look at the courage…what more do you need to understand trust?”
“What am I in the eyes of most people — a nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart. That is my ambition, based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum.”
Maybe it’s pretentious to reblog this but I find it really resonates with me.
Also, I loved Midnight in Paris.
Bill Hicks - Today a young man on acid realized.. (by Stewie0701)
"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here’s Tom with the weather."