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Looking for Alaska, though
this is so true....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/3b5ccb92e8e7d53aa44a76c094aba38a/tumblr_mgy06iXrPh1qadqkbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://view-from-up-here.tumblr.com/post/50433348152/looking-for-alaska-though-this-is-so-true-im"&gt;view-from-up-here&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Looking for Alaska, though&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;this is so true. im serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50818599442</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50818599442</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 23:47:49 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find..."</title><description>“People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Carl R. Roger (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://wethinkwedream.tumblr.com/"&gt;wethinkwedream&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50686547032</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50686547032</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 09:47:30 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment..."</title><description>“Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Naomi Shihab Nye&lt;/strong&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thesweetestspots.tumblr.com/"&gt;thesweetestspots&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50654124933</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50654124933</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:52:13 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"All sorts of things in the world behave like mirrors."</title><description>“All sorts of things in the world behave like mirrors.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Jacques Lacan, &lt;em&gt;‘Seminar II’&lt;/em&gt;  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://blackspaceandstars.tumblr.com/"&gt;blackspaceandstars&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50653219461</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50653219461</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:32:23 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Hurt people hurt people. That’s how pain patterns gets passed on, generation after generation after..."</title><description>“Hurt people hurt people. That’s how pain patterns gets passed on, generation after generation after generation. Break the chain today. Meet anger with sympathy, contempt with compassion, cruelty with kindness. Greet grimaces with smiles. Forgive and forget about finding fault. Love is the weapon of the future.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Yehuda Berg (via &lt;a href="http://neweyed-wilderness.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;neweyed-wilderness&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50572727666</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50572727666</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 22:25:07 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9ab3aOS0Q1qdpy7lo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50534298415</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50534298415</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:39:27 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>searchengineland:

Google &amp; Time Inc. Launch Timelapse: See...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/617305ce8c543d761e1876716c17594d/tumblr_mmjihsMm4f1rpu6rao1_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/43b1f7668b3ba0559950fc1847653a54/tumblr_mmjihsMm4f1rpu6rao2_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3b2ce13119fa1c8c71fda2641e36389a/tumblr_mmjihsMm4f1rpu6rao3_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/20b98dc8debf3203deb836065e08213a/tumblr_mmjihsMm4f1rpu6rao4_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://searchengineland.tumblr.com/post/50019893685/google-time-inc-launch-timelapse-see-how-any"&gt;searchengineland&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchengineland.com/google-time-inc-launch-timelapse-see-how-any-part-of-the-world-has-changed-over-time-158883?utm_source=tumblrpost&amp;utm_medium=tumblr&amp;utm_campaign=trpost"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Google &amp; Time Inc. Launch Timelapse: See How Any Part Of The World Has Changed Over Time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50162318348</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50162318348</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 23:01:16 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Muscle mass does not always equal strength. Strength is kindness and sensitivity. Strength is..."</title><description>“Muscle mass does not always equal strength. Strength is kindness and sensitivity. Strength is understanding that your power is both physical and emotional. That it comes from the body and the mind. And the heart.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Henry Rollins (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://barbelltherapy.tumblr.com/"&gt;barbelltherapy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50161418984</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50161418984</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 22:41:41 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"An entire sea of water can’t sink a ship unless it gets inside the ship. Similarly, the negativity..."</title><description>“An entire sea of water can’t sink a ship unless it gets inside the ship. Similarly, the negativity of the world can’t put you down unless you allow it to get inside you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Goi Nasu  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pyur.tumblr.com/"&gt;pyur&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50161388292</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50161388292</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 22:40:58 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>thechildof-thetardis:

ponyboyismyhomeboy:

ladydeleau:

someones...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrorwmXtOv1qzy416o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thechildof-thetardis.tumblr.com/post/48842799839/ponyboyismyhomeboy-ladydeleau"&gt;thechildof-thetardis&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ponyboyismyhomeboy.tumblr.com/post/48825574987/ladydeleau-someonesthunderboltsomeday"&gt;ponyboyismyhomeboy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ladydeleau.tumblr.com/post/48824381183/someonesthunderboltsomeday-lsdandthc"&gt;ladydeleau&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://someonesthunderboltsomeday.tumblr.com/post/40670718397/lsdandthc-skittlezthecat-da-sy"&gt;someonesthunderboltsomeday&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lsdandthc.tumblr.com/post/40657814212/skittlezthecat-da-sy-redvinesgiraffe-you"&gt;lsdandthc&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://skittlezthecat.tumblr.com/post/40645582214/da-sy-redvinesgiraffe-you-were-on-your-way"&gt;skittlezthecat&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://da-sy.tumblr.com/post/40596253177"&gt;da-sy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://redvinesgiraffe.tumblr.com/post/40542619916/you-were-on-your-way-home-when-you-died-it-was-a"&gt;redvinesgiraffe&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;You were on your way home when you died.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And that’s when you met me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yup,” I said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I… I died?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“More or less,” I said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Are you god?” You asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“My kids… my wife,” you said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“What about them?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Will they be all right?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Where you come from?” You said.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So what’s the point of it all?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Just me? What about everyone else?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“All you. Different incarnations of you.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Wait. I’m everyone!?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m every human being who ever lived?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Or who will ever live, yes.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And you’re the millions he killed.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“I’m Jesus?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And you’re everyone who followed him.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You fell silent.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You thought for a long time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I sent you on your way.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;O_O&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;yesss i found it again! one of my all time favourite reads.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Philosophy went to the max right here&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;OI SCROLL BACK UP AND READ ALL OF IT!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I was really intrigued by this&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Whoa.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;THAT IS THE GREATEST THING EVER I THINK I FOUND MY NEW RELIGION: EGGVERSE&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Always reblog.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50161143238</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/50161143238</guid><pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 22:35:26 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"The only reason we don’t open our hearts and minds to other people is that they trigger confusion in..."</title><description>“The only reason we don’t open our hearts and minds to other people is that they trigger confusion in us that we don’t feel brave enough or sane enough to deal with. To the degree that we look clearly and compassionately at ourselves, we feel confident and fearless about looking into someone else’s eye.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Pema Chödrön (via &lt;a href="http://onlinecounsellingcollege.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;onlinecounsellingcollege&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/49540851365</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/49540851365</guid><pubDate>Sat, 04 May 2013 08:06:00 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Why does the mind habitually deny or resist the Now? Because it cannot function and remain in..."</title><description>“Why does the mind habitually deny or resist the Now? Because it cannot function and remain in control without time, which is past and future, so it perceives the timeless Now as threatening. Time and mind are in fact inseparable.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Eckhart Tolle (via &lt;a href="http://lazyyogi.org/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;lazyyogi&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/49312924023</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/49312924023</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 09:28:55 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/afdc613a4d85db3cc5ee995b8234dcbc/tumblr_mkum8jD12M1rrqsx6o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/48414581061</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/48414581061</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2013 14:34:27 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"“We live almost completely immersed in a socially constructed reality that so fully absorbs our..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;“We live almost completely immersed in a socially constructed reality that so fully absorbs our energy and attention that virtually none remains to experience the wonder of our existence.”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;—Duane Elgin (via liberatingreality)&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://mysticmementos.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;mysticmementos&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/48414562128</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/48414562128</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2013 14:34:09 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>powertotheyankinpussy:

Praying for those in Boston today. For those in Iraq where 20 bombs were set...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://powertotheyankinpussy.tumblr.com/post/48067735763/praying-for-those-in-boston-today-for-those-in"&gt;powertotheyankinpussy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;h5 class="uiStreamMessage userContentWrapper"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;Praying for those in Boston today. For those in Iraq where 20 bombs were set off today. Praying for the 29 that were killed in Somalia because of a bomb set off yesterday. Praying for the thousands of innocent victims of U.S. drones in Pakistan, Afghanistan, Yemen, Somalia. Praying for everyone. Praying for this whole world. Because every life matters and because they are all equally important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/48102239074</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/48102239074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Apr 2013 14:55:48 +1000</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>realm-ofpossibility:

thatlazybasterd:

maddistarri:

Realistic 
...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/456a5823e2933aaec0f06a58eebaf8c4/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The day my sister got back from the hospital after a suicide attempt. I didnt let go for about an hour.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f5772311d47177f5bb899e7f79effdf8/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Kid just found out his brother was shot and killed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fa11d9eab7153217e00af8c385adff1a/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; A Russian war veteran kneels beside the tank he spent the war in, now a monument.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/cacd71551d7fc486b5ce22d172a65ca5/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao9_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Man sobbing at animal shelter. After being jailed briefly and his dog Buzz Lightyear impounded he couldn’t afford the $400 to get his pet back.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a54b6bfa08df26dd3aa2f737afa6616f/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; A firefighter gives water to a koala during the devastating Black Saturday bushfires that burned across Victoria, Australia, in 2009.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/bcb4af169f351854f2664330ca0fa144/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Alcoholic father with his son&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/6f7a52e38c49892b84a8d04181c83693/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Robert Peraza pauses at his son’s name on the 9/11 Memorial during the tenth anniversary ceremonies at the site of the World Trade Center.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/e2cdb9cdc941362dc478ec0a8d8048db/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Greg Cook hugs his dog Coco after finding her inside his destroyed home in Alabama following the Tornado in March, 2012&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fc9468ccc1a48dc2cc7175d7c6c18fda/tumblr_mjd4ncE1vR1qfnlrao7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; After two double lung transplants and years of battling cystic fibrosis, my good friend passed away last Saturday. This was one of the last pics taken with his mother.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://realm-ofpossibility.tumblr.com/post/45389349103/thatlazybasterd-maddistarri-realistic-1"&gt;realm-ofpossibility&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thatlazybasterd.tumblr.com/post/45324871042/sadness"&gt;thatlazybasterd&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://maddistarri.tumblr.com/post/45309587255/sadness"&gt;maddistarri&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realistic &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1)  The day my sister got back from the hospital after a suicide attempt. I didnt let go for about an hour.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2) Kid just found out his brother was shot and killed.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3) A Russian war veteran kneels beside the tank he spent the war in, now a monument.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4) Man sobbing at animal shelter. After being jailed briefly and his dog Buzz Lightyear impounded he couldn’t afford the $400 to get his pet back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5) A firefighter gives water to a koala during the devastating Black Saturday bushfires that burned across Victoria, Australia, in 2009.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6) Alcoholic father with his son&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7) Robert Peraza pauses at his son’s name on the 9/11 Memorial during the tenth anniversary ceremonies at the site of the World Trade Center.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8) Greg Cook hugs his dog Coco after finding her inside his destroyed home in Alabama following the Tornado in March, 2012&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;9) After two double lung transplants and years of battling cystic fibrosis, my good friend passed away last Saturday. This was one of the last pics taken with his mother.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;all the feels ever&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Nothing has touched me so deeply in a long time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/46486510108</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/46486510108</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2013 16:15:21 +1100</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/03bea04d609674d35f7964824b56a561/tumblr_mj14liEJ9L1raw451o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44743189903</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44743189903</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Mar 2013 11:11:49 +1100</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world.
Today I am wise, so I am changing myself."</title><description>“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world.&lt;br/&gt;
Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Rumi (via &lt;a href="http://shaktilover.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;shaktilover&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44288595668</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44288595668</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Mar 2013 22:38:15 +1100</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"I said never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize..."</title><description>“I said never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Iain S&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Thomas,&lt;em&gt; Intentional Dissonance &lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://weaverofstars.tumblr.com/"&gt;weaverofstars&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44186141274</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44186141274</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2013 13:10:59 +1100</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item><item><title>"The seed of suffering in you may be strong, but don’t wait until you have no more suffering before..."</title><description>“The seed of suffering in you may be strong, but don’t wait until you have no more suffering before allowing yourself to be happy.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Thich Nhat Hanh (via &lt;a href="http://lazyyogi.org/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;lazyyogi&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44185475625</link><guid>http://murkydepthsofmysticmind.tumblr.com/post/44185475625</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2013 13:02:49 +1100</pubDate><dc:creator>resurrection-vintage</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>
