We all live in fishbowls

We all live in fishbowls



This is pretty much I thrive achieving in my life: “make a radical change in your lifestyle and begin to boldly do things which you may previously never have thought of doing, or been too hesitant to attempt. So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservation, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man's living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun. If you want to get more out of life, you must lose your inclination for monotonous security and adopt a helter-skelter style of life that will at first appear to you to be crazy. But once you become accustomed to such a life you will see its full meaning and its incredible beauty.” MAGIC

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Liquid Space Series - Jellyfish (by KimodusPhoto)

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Liquid Space Series - Jellyfish (by KimodusPhoto)

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Monument Valley

Navis Photography

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"I thought things were different this time around, I thought you cared but what I thought the most was that I had a place in your heart. I’m such a naive guy, so fucking blind."

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"There’s no saving anything
Now we’re swallowing the shine of the sun"

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by Mike Cavaroc

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touchdisky:

by Mike Cavaroc

 




A boy left his bike chained to a tree when he went away to war in 1914. He never returned, leaving the tree no choice but to grow around the bike. Photographer Unknown

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A boy left his bike chained to a tree when he went away to war in 1914. He never returned, leaving the tree no choice but to grow around the bike. 
Photographer Unknown

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