{The best camera is the one you have with you} Photographer. 21 years old and counting. Lover of tea, music and reading. I like to laugh.
Thursday, September 3, 2015
Friday, July 3, 2015
I think what most people don't realize is, the end of the world isn't coming. - It's already here.
I think what most people don’t realize, is that the end of the world isn’t coming.
It’s not coming.
It’s already here.
We all expected the end of the world to come with fire and brimstone and the sun falling out of the sky. With computers taking over or zombies chasing us down.
The end of the world would come with such certainty of what it was and no one was safe.
We’ve been “anticipating” and “preparing” for it for hundreds of years. But it’s here. And we caused it.
It snuck up on us and it was our fault.
The end of the world has come.
To the tune of war, hatred, and violence. With a soundtrack of screaming children (the ones allowed to be born that is) and gunshots and all kinds of sexual and racial slurs.
Wrong is now right and right is now wrong.
The Christians and God fearers are screaming hate while the atheists are preaching love.
Everything is backwards and we’ve brought this mess on ourselves.
We’ve killed our planet. We’ve killed our neighbours. We’ve killed our freedom. And we’ve killed our love.
The world as we know it is ending. Everything we know will change.
And we did it to ourselves.
Sunday, May 31, 2015
Friday, April 10, 2015
It’s your 20th birthday today.
I hope it’s a good day for you.
The warm fuzzy feelings have been gone for a long time now but i still want you to be happy. I want good things for you.
It feels like centuries but perhaps that’s for the best. Time heals all wounds right?
I hope someone makes you laugh today.
I hope it’s a good day for you.
The warm fuzzy feelings have been gone for a long time now but i still want you to be happy. I want good things for you.
It feels like centuries but perhaps that’s for the best. Time heals all wounds right?
I hope someone makes you laugh today.
Home happens when someone looks past our ugly and into our beautiful. Home happens when we make a disaster of things and no one flinches. Home happens when someone cares for us enough to make us feel rare instead of strange. Home happens when we can be inconvenient and still have a place to belong. Home happens when someone names the good things we are. Home happens in bedtime routines and family rituals, in the embrace of a friend or the arms of a lover, and when two strangers honor the humanity in each other. Home happens at the end, when our bodies are failing us but the love surrounding doesn’t.
Home can happen when we learn how to love who we are.
- Dr. Kelly Flanagan "Home is Where the Grace Is"
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
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