The Metaphysical Rebel

If people were dogs politician’s would be the herder dogs. Think about how politicians manipulate the masses by appealing to beliefs or personal causes. Whenever there’s a herd mentality involved with anything there are those who directly influence and control the herd and there are those who complacently follow the activity. There are also those who are indifferent to everything, but they may as well not be there.

"I have nothing to offer anyone except my own confusion."

Jack Kerouac (via fuckmetodubstep)

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Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt

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Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt

this site just does nothing for me anymore

allmonds:

sluttyoliveoil:

allmonds:

stand:

I

I DONT GET IT SOMEONE EXPLAIN

i understand

THEN FUCKIBG TELL ME

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Jack Kerouac, On the Road

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Jack Kerouac, On the Road

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"It is necessary to fall in love, if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway"

Albert Camus (via albertbeauchardcamus)

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ketln:

Every Now and Then (photo by Anni Maarit)
“Every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drank, the very air I breathed, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”
— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle

ketln:

Every Now and Then (photo by Anni Maarit)

“Every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drank, the very air I breathed, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”

— Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle

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Reblogged from laughingisbetter, Posted by unclefather. Filed under: #spittin game

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Milky Way over Parkes Observatory, New South Wales, Australia Source: sandpitturtle (reddit)

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Milky Way over Parkes Observatory, New South Wales, Australia

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