That guy must have some sick beer goggles on.
In order to take out the title of ‘Ink Master’ one must know how to pinstripe! #inkmaster #pearlsofwisdomfromdavenavarro (Taken with instagram)
Wow. Like.
I have this feeling man, ‘cause you know, it’s just a handful of people who run everything, you know … that’s true, it’s provable. It’s not … I’m not a fucking conspiracy nut, it’s provable. A handful, a very small elite, run and own these corporations, which include the mainstream media. I have this feeling that whoever is elected president, like Clinton was, no matter what you promise on the campaign trail – blah, blah, blah – when you win, you go into this smoke-filled room with the twelve industrialist capitalist scum-fucks who got you in there. And you’re in this smoky room, and this little film screen comes down … and a big guy with a cigar goes, “Roll the film.” And it’s a shot of the Kennedy assassination from an angle you’ve never seen before … that looks suspiciously like it’s from the grassy knoll. And then the screen goes up and the lights come up, and they go to the new president, “Any questions?” “Er, just what my agenda is.” “First we bomb Baghdad.” “You got it …
Bill Hicks (via billhicks)
What do plants eat? They eat dead animals; that’s the problem. For me that was a horrifying realization. You want to be an organic gardener, of course, so you keep reading ‘Feed the soil, feed the soil, feed the soil…’Alright. Well what does the soil want to eat? Well, it wants manure, and it wants urine, and it wants blood meal and bone meal. And I…could not face that. I wanted my garden to be pure and death-free. It didn’t matter what I wanted: plants wanted those things; they needed those things to grow…
So, I sort of played a moral hide-and-seek in my mind. I was left with this realization that I could eat an animal directly, or I could pass an animal through a plant and then eat it, but either way there were animals involved in this process. I could not remove animals from the equation.
I had to accept on some level that there was a cycle here, and it was very ancient, and ultimately very spiritual. It was really hard for me to accept the ‘death’ part of that equation. Years. It took me years to finally face it. But there wasn’t any way out of it if I was going to grow things.
Lierre Keith, on gardening as a vegan; October 8, 2009 on Underground Wellness Radio (via felicefawnpersonal)
Life feeds on life. In science it’s called the carbon cycle.
(Source: blogtalkradio.com)
“Cause you know what? The musicians who’ve made all that great music that’s enhanced your lives throughout the years… Rrrrrrrrrrrrreal fuckin’ high on drugs.”
(Source: the-ascention)
Wouldn’t it be nice…. Or is it just me?
Wouldn’t it be fantastic to be able to live life backwards. I mean really think about it.. A group of closest friends, family and well wishers dig you up out of the ground & welcome you with open arms. Your wife is already there with your kids and grandchildren. You leave your 6’X 1’ below ground bachelor pad & head to a house that you (in most cases) already own, without mortgage, not to mention the super that’s sitting in your bank account along with all the other possessions your children hand over on your arrival. You already have a world of knowledge as you watch yourself grow younger, waist get thinner, your hair thicker & body more mobile. After a while you meet your parents, your wife & kids disappear and you go to school to unlearn everything and eventually pop back into your mothers womb, until your completely un-thought of. Would everything be so much easier?
Or is it just me?
