industry fucks nature like some kind of whore
quest for invention intelligence gone too far
sythetic environment were doomed from the start
and I guess were all gonna die...
and take everything under the sky...
CURRENT MOON
Sais-tu de quoi j’ai envie?
De partir vivre dans les montagnes, entoure de hauts sapins
Je m’allongerai sur la mousse.
Sentirai l’odeur des campignons, des fleurs et de la terre humide
“
What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.
— Carl Sagan (via shobu-obu)
○
— Carl Sagan (via shobu-obu)
(via stephaniebyday)
“
I must have a dark side also if I am to be whole; and insasmuch as I become conscious of my Shadow I also remember that I am a human.
— Carl Jung, Modern Man in Search of a Soul (via chaosophia)
— Carl Jung, Modern Man in Search of a Soul (via chaosophia)
(Source: myhoneyheart, via mensanimuscorpus-deactivated201)