All good things are wild and free.

Interviewer: Why can’t you be alone without Yoko?

John Lennon: But I can be alone without Yoko, but I just have no wish to be. There’s no reason on earth why I should be alone without Yoko. There’s nothing more important than our relationship, nothing. And we dig being together all the time. Both of us could survive apart but what for? I’m not going to sacrifice love, real love for any whore or any friend or any business, because in the end you’re alone at night and neither of us want to be. and you can’t fill a bed with groupies. It doesn’t work. I don’t want to be a swinger. I’ve been through it all and nothing works better than to have someone you love hold you.

my-fat-days-are-over:

forever reblog

kari-shma:

less than one pound. (by Kennedy Garrett)

If you laugh, let the laughter shake your very foundations. If you cry, become your tears; let your heart be poured out through tears. If you hug somebody, then become the hug. If you kiss somebody, then just be the lips, then be just the kiss. And you will be surprised how much you have been missing, how much you have missed, how you have lived up to now in a lukewarm way.

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—	Osho (via sincerelymygypsysoul)

gemineye6:

a collage i made many moons ago combining self portrait, paint, buttons, thread and a favorite hamlet quote.

chiefing:

Devendra

The “Tunnel of Love” in Ukraine

Every atom in your body came from a star that exploded. And, the atoms in your left hand probably came from a different star than your right hand. It really is the most poetic thing I know about physics. You are all stardust. You couldn’t be here if stars hadn’t exploded, because the elements – the carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, iron, all the things that matter for evolution and for life – weren’t created at the beginning of time. They were created in the nuclear furnaces of the stars, and the only way for them to get into your body is if those stars were kind enough to explode. So, forget God. The stars died so that you could be here today.

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—	Lawrence M. Krauss (via sincerelymygypsysoul)

retrogasm:

You might be a hippie…