Winter hides the dead
Just like summer ends too soon
Springing forth the new knowing
Autumn is the tomb

And I’ll wait for you
‘Cause it’s waiting for you

Living hides the dead just like
Suns and earth and moon
Springing forth the new knowing
Flowers need to bloom

And I’ll wait for you
‘Cause it’s waiting for you

Unsure? Well, here’s help with the wait
The heavens move and the earth will quake
And now god has failed as a metaphor
There’s only awe forever more

Life is all dynamics
Life is all… dynamics
There’s life in all dynamics

Life is all dynamic

Unsure? Well, here’s help with the weight
There’s only “god” for “heaven’s” sake
There’s only one key to unlock the door
You must get the metaphor
(God help our mother… love one another!)

Devin Townsend (via longpointlessnameforblog)

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It’s a funny thing about the modern world. You hear girls in the toilets of clubs saying ‘Yeah, he fucked off and left me. He didn’t love me. He just couldn’t deal with love. He was too fucked up to know how to love me.’

Now, how did that happen? What was it about this unlovable century that convinced us that we were, despite everything, eminently lovable as a people, as a species? What made us think that anyone who fails to love us is damaged, lacking, malfunctioning in some way? And particularly if they replace us with a god, or a weeping madonna, or the face of Christ in a ciabatta roll–then we call them crazy. Deluded. Regressive. We are so convinced of the goodness of ourselves, and the goodness of our love, we cannot bear to believe that there might be something more worthy of love than us, more worthy of worship. 

Greeting cards routinely tell us everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everybody deserves love all the time.

Zadie Smith, White Teeth (via sociolab)

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Fuck motivation. it’s a fickle and and unreliable little dickfuck and isn’t worth your time.

Better to cultivate discipline than to rely on motivation. force yourself to do things. force yourself to get up out of bed and practice. Force yourself to work. Motivation is fleeting and it’s easy to rely on because it requires no concentrated effort to get. Motivation comes to you, and you don’t have to chase after it.

Discipline is reliable, motivation is fleeting. The question isn’t how to keep yourself motivated. It’s how to train yourself to work without it.

Taken from a Nerd Fitness article (which was taken from Imgur)  (via dislikethinkingofuniquenames)

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