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If you love a flower, donโt pick it up; because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation.
Osho (via purplebuddhaproject)
The highest state of Love is not a relationship at all, it is simply a state of your Being. Just as trees are green, a lover is loving. They are not green for particular persons, it is not that when you come they become green. The flower goes on spreading itโs fragrance whether anybody comes or not, whether anybody appreciates or not. The flower does not start releasing its fragrance when it sees that a great poet is coming by - โNow this man will appreciate, now this man will be able to understand who I am.โ And it does not close its doors when it sees that a stupid, idiotic person is passing there - insensitive, dull, a politician or something like that. It does not close itself - โWhat is the point? Why cast pearls before swine?โ. No, the flower goes on spreading its fragrance. It is a state of being, not a relationshipโฆ
Osho (via purplebuddhaproject)
When itโs over, leave. Donโt continue watering a dead flower.
stuff that took me a while to understand #3
(via moshmallow)
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When itโs over, leave. Donโt continue watering a dead flower.
stuff that took me a while to understand #3 (via pressing)
Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi (via maharishiu)
I wanna go on a roadtrip someday. Alone or with someone I love. I wanna get away. Explore places. Sleep in the car. Stop a lot just to admire the view. Visit museums and try out coffee shops. Listen to my favorite albums while driving. Have a polaroid camera. Take pretty pictures of the sunrise. Take pictures of myself. Run through a forest. Chase fog. Chase the sun. Spend hours on a field making flower crowns. Feel the wind in my hair. Buy souvenirs. Meet people. Take time to observe. I wanna make memories. I wanna feel alive.
(via intractably)
Im not addicted to alcohol or drugs, im addicted to escaping reality.
yesyesyesyes (via psychedelic-flower-childd)
Boys cry
Cigarettes do kill,
parents lie,
boats sink,
flowers die,
Life goes on,
with or without you.
Sad facts that come along with existing (via cosmicwording)