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death-by-lulz: This post has been featured on a 1000notes.com blog.
surendranauth: It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.. Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.His bed was next to the room’s only window.The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.The men talked for hours on end.They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.Days, weeks and months passed.One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.It faced a blank wall.The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’Epilogue:There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

whoarei:

Madlib - Jungle Soundz (Part One)

when this comes on though…

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The Four Agreements:

1. Be Impeccable with your Word: Speak with integrity. Say only what you mean. Avoid using the Word to speak against yourself or to gossip about others. Use the power of your Word in the direction of truth and love.

2. Don’t Take Anything Personally
Nothing others do is because of you. What others say and do is a projection of their own reality, their own dream. When you are immune to the opinions and actions of others, you won’t be the victim of needless suffering.

3. Don’t Make Assumptions
Find the courage to ask questions and to express what you really want. Communicate with others as clearly as you can to avoid misunderstandings, sadness and drama. With just this one agreement, you can completely transform your life.

4. Always Do Your Best
Your best is going to change from moment to moment; it will be different when you are healthy as opposed to sick. Under any circumstance, simply do your best and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse, and regret.

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The Four Agreements - Don Miguel Ruiz  (via 33113)

"I like art, and by art I mean music, poetry, sex, paintings, the human body, literature… All of this is art to me."

Hunter Reveur  (via shessofuckedinthehead)
oxane: - FELIPE BEDOYA -
8yearoldslut: me arriving at the gates of hell

"If something is meant to go elsewhere, it will never come your way, but if it is yours by destiny, from you it cannot flee."

Umar Ibn al Khattab (via ladonnaaspirantebella)

"Whites can help us but they can’t join us. There can be no black/white unity until there is first some black unity. We cannot think of being acceptable to others until we have first proven acceptable to ourselves."

Malcolm X

Source: http://teachingamericanhistory.org/library/index.asp?document=1148

(via disciplesofmalcolm)

Om Mani Padme Hum ༀམཎིཔདྨེཧཱ: I’m far from a writer but when you’ve had enough conversations with...

nostalgicwiththestateofmind:

I’m far from a writer but when you’ve had enough conversations with yourself in mind, documenting them seems like the least necessary thing to do. At that point it’s like second nature to articulate what’s been on your mind but most times I feel like I really don’t need to. I don’t feel the need…