The future's too bright to dwell on the past. Life moves fast, run faster.
Frank Iero
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Median dwelling size in the U.S. and Europe
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𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 are a MANIFESTATION of your state of consciousness
They don't directly manifest in your 3D
A constant thought = an indicator of the state you are mentally dwelling on
So don't fight your thoughts. Look at them as indicators
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Psalm 68:5 (NLT) -
Father to the fatherless, defender of widows—
this is God, whose dwelling is holy.
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put her in the dwelling spelunky 2
Pomni is in Dwelling!
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Huh? Where’d Lipsky’s glasses go? I could’ve sworn he was wearing them just a minute ago.
Maybe a certain pest knows where they’ve ended up…
- Guest
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"In the aboriginal lands west of Alice Springs in the desert of central Australia, one easily recognizes a connection between geography and the spiritual life. Aboriginal peoples traverse the sacred landscape by following invisible song-lines, singing — as they walk — the songs first sung by their ancestors in an ancient dreamtime beyond memory. They name (and 're-create') every characteristic of their hard and thirsty land — rocks, caves, desert brush, and water-holes — through the habitus, or ritualized way of perceiving reality, they bring to it. They know that to 'dwell' in a place creatively over an extended period of time is to conduct oneself according to a custom or habit that draws meaning from the particularities of the environment.
Bruce Chatwin, a British travel writer fascinated with Australia, tells of giving a ride in his Land Cruiser to an aboriginal friend on a dusty road in the outback. The aboriginal man was on pilgrimage, engaged in a dream trek aimed at restoring meaning to his own life as well as to the landscape. Driving at twenty-five miles an hour, Chatwin noticed the man frantically jumping back and forth from one window to the other, chanting the place-names of his songline as quickly as possible. Suddenly he realized his mistake as a driver, and slowed the car down to the four-mile-an-hour pace of a walker so that the man's song could be sung at a proper and comfortable rate. Only in this way could the land be adequately honored and their entry into it together made spiritually possible."
- Belden C. Lane, from The Solace of Fierce Landscapes: Exploring Desert and Mountain Spirituality, 2007.
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Creeptober 19 - Academia
Temperance/MAG 161 - Dwelling
"You are entering a new world, a place I’ve lived for most of my life. A place… A place that will often demand a high price from you. Pay it without hesitation, because one way or another, the world is now on your shoulders.
I wish I had more time to explain it to you. But time is short, and hopefully my actions tonight will ensure that this tape never needs to see the light of day.
But if you are hearing it, then – good luck. Do what you have to do."
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It may be perhaps that we have taken a permanent residence in each other...
Random Xpressions
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Ok but old libraries. The only place where you can find such extensive knowledge on any topic your heart and mind desire. Old libraries with dust everywhere, huge creaking staircases, worn out carpets, yellow pages, forgotten books, secret passageways behind bookshelves and a ginger cat that's been here for longer than anyone can remember. Love messages of people who are now probably in their sixties carved out in the heavy wooden tables and cigarette stains around the windows, where thinkers, lovers and many, many others have once sat, admiring the beauty of nature. Forgotten pressed flowers, or black and white pictures, or old candy wraps falling out of books once you open them, landing on the ground for you to pick up and examine.
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Indigenous dwelling built on the water in Hanoi, Vietnam
French vintage postcard
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