They scribble their messages hoping to find some semblance of meaning in the effort, but eventually the succumb to futility. All that remains is the writing on the wall they’ve left behind. The irony is after many years have passed, people will happen upon this writing, and in their effort to make sense of it, …
They say that street food is a form of culture. It is historical. People have been eating the same things for hundreds of years. It informs their way of looking at the world. But no matter how you look at it, it isn’t vegan. This work by @thebeautythatstillremains is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share …
An artisan works for money. An artist works for love. The minister governs for civic duty or illicit bribes. The minstrel plays for the laughter of god above. An artisan makes the same piece every day. An artist never does the same thing twice. The minister ignores the cries and cheers of the people. The …
We walk through darkness, day and night. We struggle, step by step. We climb, we fall. And when the light shines down on us, whether it lasts for seconds or for years, let us be dancing. This work by @thebeautythatstillremains is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 2.5 China Mainland License.
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