Because everybody's got something to hide except for me and my monkey
Happy Friday! #tgif

Happy Friday! #tgif

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Nuria Rial & Philippe Jaroussky

Zefiro torna (Ciaccona)
Monteverdi: Teatro d'amore

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Bob Dylan

You Angel You
Planet Waves (Remastered)

“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.”

Carl Sagan, via Reddit (via pyramidrome)

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Goldenhour #charleston

Goldenhour #charleston

I am alone.

The world which shook at my feet, and the trees, and the sky, have gone, and I am alone now, alone.

The wind bites now, and the world is grey, and I am alone. Can’t see me. Doesn’t see me.

Can’t. See me.

Doctor Who S08E01, Deep Breath

The moment I fell in love with twelve (again).

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