fragments of time.
an honest eye.

confessions of a traveling light x eye bags & airports x disposables & blessings x men & denim = compilation of thoughts, observations, visuals, and interests

“you're here to be light, bringing out the god-colors in the world."-matthew 5:14
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I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can
begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.

— Judith Minty, Letters to My Daughters (via observando)

within me
you are tangled,
as the sun’s light
to the moon.

— Pavana पवन  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair. Grace is not tame.

— Doug Wilson (via taylormmiles)

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This is my hair.

This is my hair.

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Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and greet each other.

— Rainer Maria Rilke (via observando)

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes…

— George Gordon Byron (via observando)

How do I keep my humility? How do I keep my spirit and the reality? How do I continue to be generous to my fans and to my craft? How do I stay current, but […] soulful? It is the battle of my life.

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Long blazer.


Long blazer.

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She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.

She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.

— Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders (via observando)