LUBENICA

Danas sam jela lubenicu prvi put  ove sezone ……. pojela sam je celu. 

Sama. 

nedostajes mi , ali te vise ne volim. 

"It was like a romantic movie. Better than a romantic movie. But then he left and went back to Greece. I offered to come along, and learn the language, but he said ‘no.’ A few months later, a woman told me a story about how she had a dream about an old boyfriend, and she called him up, and they got back together and eventually married. I thought: ‘Maybe that will work for me too.’ So I called him in Greece. And he told me that he was expecting a child with another woman."
 

"It was like a romantic movie. Better than a romantic movie. But then he left and went back to Greece. I offered to come along, and learn the language, but he said ‘no.’ A few months later, a woman told me a story about how she had a dream about an old boyfriend, and she called him up, and they got back together and eventually married. I thought: ‘Maybe that will work for me too.’ So I called him in Greece. And he told me that he was expecting a child with another woman."

 

biscodeja-vu:

I basically came off my dry tumblr spell to share this beautiful picture with you all today. It is easy to wear our labels, our past failures, to feel a victim to the obstacles of life which drain on our precious energy-but know that is not you, but garments of conditioning. Strip free, pour into yourself love and let it rest on your tongue when you share whatever sweeps through your mind. Clean yourself of judgement. In physical and spiritual form you are an eternal gift, an ancient gathering of exotic elements that is blessed with consciousness, and therefore blessed to tell, dance, transform each moment into a story. The universe is as wise as these myths which we leak into the soil, peaks and vast skies. Be well friends, and do not let any unconscious illusions steal you of your grace.
Desert Spirits by Spencer Tunick

biscodeja-vu:

I basically came off my dry tumblr spell to share this beautiful picture with you all today. It is easy to wear our labels, our past failures, to feel a victim to the obstacles of life which drain on our precious energy-but know that is not you, but garments of conditioning. Strip free, pour into yourself love and let it rest on your tongue when you share whatever sweeps through your mind. Clean yourself of judgement. In physical and spiritual form you are an eternal gift, an ancient gathering of exotic elements that is blessed with consciousness, and therefore blessed to tell, dance, transform each moment into a story. The universe is as wise as these myths which we leak into the soil, peaks and vast skies. Be well friends, and do not let any unconscious illusions steal you of your grace.

Desert Spirits by Spencer Tunick