buddhabrot:

Portia Munson buddhabrot:

Portia Munson buddhabrot:

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garboing:


Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you’re the cause of all of this. I think you’re evil. Evil!

The Birds, 1963 | Alfred Hitchcock.
garboing:


Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you’re the cause of all of this. I think you’re evil. Evil!

The Birds, 1963 | Alfred Hitchcock.
garboing:


Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you’re the cause of all of this. I think you’re evil. Evil!

The Birds, 1963 | Alfred Hitchcock.
garboing:


Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you’re the cause of all of this. I think you’re evil. Evil!

The Birds, 1963 | Alfred Hitchcock.
garboing:


Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you’re the cause of all of this. I think you’re evil. Evil!

The Birds, 1963 | Alfred Hitchcock.

garboing:

Why are they doing this? Why are they doing this? They said when you got here the whole thing started. Who are you? What are you? Where did you come from? I think you’re the cause of all of this. I think you’re evil. Evil!

The Birds, 1963 | Alfred Hitchcock.

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bled:

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Se calhar a vida boêmia que procuro não e a vida boêmia que quero. Certo e sabido é que no fundo ninguém sabe o que quer e as decisões são tomadas por impulsos momentâneos, que pensamos que têm base numa vasta reflexão da matéria julgada.
Então o que é querer e como sabemos o que queremos para nós, enquanto ser humano existente com data e prazo para acabar? O que é que vai fazer sentido na vida do indivíduo enquanto pessoa singular? No fundo, o que é a felicidade e qual o sentido da vida? Sinto-me perdida, sem rumo, porque posso ir para todo o lado… Mas para que lado quero ir? Para que lado é o certo e para qual é errado? São tantas as direções, infinitas combinações…Qual é que vou escolher?

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jahjoma:

andromeda, oil on canvas, 50x50cm, 2013

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