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Shaman:  #Shaman.  Kjr: what does he know; what does he seek?  Is he not a child of the one god?  By what name does he call God?  Does he have words in his language for cross, salvation, surrender?

Shaman: #Shaman. Kjr: what does he know; what does he seek? Is he not a child of the one god? By what name does he call God? Does he have words in his language for cross, salvation, surrender?

A volte bisogna solo lasciarsi andare, smettere di tendere la corda, sciogliere i nodi dell'anima, tirare un bel respiro e godersi quello che sia ha. Senza ansie, senza smanie, senza paranoie.  Eleonora Della Gatta

A volte bisogna solo lasciarsi andare, smettere di tendere la corda, sciogliere i nodi dell'anima, tirare un bel respiro e godersi quello che sia ha. Senza ansie, senza smanie, senza paranoie. Eleonora Della Gatta

White walls with colored dot stickers / Tate Modern.  Would I regret doing this in the playroom?!

The Obliteration Room at the Tate Modern

White walls with colored dot stickers / Tate Modern. Would I regret doing this in the playroom?!

Photographer: Aili Jian Designer: Lacey Bannister (Straight-Laced Boutique)Hair: Jeru WeaverMakeup: Nikki FengModel: Michelle Grey

Photographer: Aili Jian Designer: Lacey Bannister (Straight-Laced Boutique)Hair: Jeru WeaverMakeup: Nikki FengModel: Michelle Grey

Men never see what is right before their eyes. They look in corners and under rocks, but if I'm standing in front of them, they will pass me by, believing me to be no more than a part of the landscape and nothing more.

Men never see what is right before their eyes. They look in corners and under rocks, but if I'm standing in front of them, they will pass me by, believing me to be no more than a part of the landscape and nothing more.

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