I do not belong inside the concrete jungle where the air grows thick with fumes and destruction. I belong where I can feel the earth with my bare feet and the rivers flow peacefully beneath the lush trees and their melodic friends. I belong with nature ~


This was a really great day :3



Golgotha Tree by Miguel-Santos

"The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls."

i like painting because i feel like im god for a moment when i turn the daisies into carnations and the clouds into sky
Who needs real shoes anyways? 👣

This is not food. These are beautiful living beings. Her eyes are for seeing not for gouging out. Her heart is for nurturing her child not for ripping out. She does us no harm but is open to friendly cuddle. We mass murder her for taste. Why not choose Life instead?
It’s quite an undertaking to start loving somebody. You have to have energy, generosity, blindness. There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss: if you think about it you don’t do it.
-Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea   (via elegantly-unfortunate)

(Source: feellng, via emyandthewoods)


Milford Sound, South Island, NZ by Erik Streufert on Flickr.