And {Darkness} I Became

My father was a great man, a hero, so they say.

Why are you so busy with this or that or good or bad? Pay attention to how things blend. Why talk about all the known and the unknown? See how the unknown merges into the known. Why think separately of this life and the next, when one is born from the last. Look at your heart and tongue, one feels but deaf and dumb. The other speaks in words and signs. Look at water and fire, earth and wind, enemies and friends all at once. The wolf and the lamb, the lion and the deer. Far away yet together. Look at the unity of this, spring and winter, manifested in the equinox. You too must mingle my friends, since the earth and the sky are mingled just for you and me. Be like sugarcane, sweet yet silent. Don’t get mixed up with bitter words. My beloved grows right out of my own heart, how much more union can there be. - Look at love

(via sangundanarchie)

The City Of Ember- Jeanne DuPrau

Friedrich Nietzsche (via narabean)

Bard and his wife.

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