In order to be yourself, you must first know yourself. Know, love, and be you.
My Own
Like the marathon, life can sometimes be difficult, challenging and present obstacles, however if you believe in your dreams and never ever give up, things will turn out for the best.
Meb Keflezighi, U.S. Oympic marathoner  (via runsydney)
Where’d all the good people go? I’ve been changing channels I don’t see them on the tv shows.
Jack Johnson (via o-cantor)

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Vientiane, I’m coming! I will miss you, Kuala Lumpur.

24

A number, dedicated for me this year, on this very day. Thank you God, am ever so grateful for this beautiful life you have planned for me.

Certainly it has never been easy for me to carve out this path without knowing where to pause and where to bend. Fearful of every little outcome…surely it was affecting each decision I had to call. I wanted an ice-cream, I got a candy or worse, a cotton candy.

Nonetheless, by getting a cotton candy, it actually set a different motive of drawing: sort of whimsical in a way, but worthy of praise, quite a photo-opportunity, if I may say.

Sadly, I didn’t want that. I didn’t want a sweet offering, instead an adventurous one. So, one misadventure led to another, led to another, and the cycle continued.

24 years down the road, it seems to me I have been nutting out some of the best survival skills, and eventually applying them soulfully. Now, I’m starting to see colours. Yet to tone, but they are all there, almost certainly.

I need a fabric or a canvas.

To pause or to continue, even if it requires me to bend the path…it takes guts to do it. No more unnecessary fear. Those colours, they are the best teacher.

What about the platform to harmonize them?

Would it be a fabric or a canvas? It doesn’t matter. Only God knows. All I can do is to continue moving forward. That simple.

Happy many returns of the day to myself. :-)

Almost thought that I’ve lost touch of my inner being due to being so engrossed fulfilling daily tasks FOR the bank. Little did I know that to be back on ‘track’, all I need is a holiday!
Dear HEART~
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saltunderthesea:

This broke my fucking heart

saltunderthesea:

This broke my fucking heart

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rudiecantfailtomakeyouorgasm:

Such a good dog. “Ok little human I’ll wait here while you go play in the puddle.”


Awww ;-)

rudiecantfailtomakeyouorgasm:

Such a good dog. “Ok little human I’ll wait here while you go play in the puddle.”

Awww ;-)

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awkwardsituationist:

maxime the stylite monk has lived in a monastery atop georgia’s 131 foot katskhi pillar for twenty years. maxime, who at 59 needs twenty minutes to make the climb down (third photo), said, “since i was a child i dreamed of settling on the top of this pillar as other hermits did in ancient times.” as a young man, maxime led a life of crime, but decided with his release from prison to start a new life, take his monastic vows and climb the pillar, which he has lived on since 1993. 

though no one knows exactly how or why, the monastery was built sometime between the sixth and eight century. the pillar had sat idly since the 15th century when the ottomans invaded georgia. no one had even been to the top for centuries until an alpinist climbed it and found the skeleton of a monk in 1944.

photos by levan nioradze and amos chapple