Hobby Horse

Ride a cock horse to Banbury Cross
To see a fine lady upon a white horse
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
She shall have music wherever she goes

We are more often frightened than hurt; and we suffer more from imagination than from reality.

—Seneca (via lazyyogi)

Nobody buys me coffins.  I would like a willow wickerwork coffin.  If I choose cremation (by Viking longship) or conversion of my ashes into an artificial diamond then I can always use the coffin for someone else.

I mean something else.  Yes.  Of course, I do.

(Source: sandandglass, via brighid45)

nymphoninjas:


On vacation down south, I had the opportunity to explore some new space with the house to myself.
-feastofrevelations

I always say I’m a sucker for a good lamp, and this is next level lighting. A+ exploration, you really made the most of it. Such great lines, the curve in your back mirrors the lamps nicely and your pose is so expressive. Great job this week. -Trouble

nymphoninjas:

On vacation down south, I had the opportunity to explore some new space with the house to myself.

-feastofrevelations

I always say I’m a sucker for a good lamp, and this is next level lighting. A+ exploration, you really made the most of it. Such great lines, the curve in your back mirrors the lamps nicely and your pose is so expressive. Great job this week. 
-Trouble

(via earlofgrey)

Let go your attachment to the unreal and the real will swiftly and smoothly slip into its own. Stop imagining yourself being or doing this or that and the realization that you are the source and heart of all will dawn upon you. With this will come great love which is not choice or predilection, nor attachment, but a power which makes all things love - worthy and lovable.

—Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via lazyyogi)