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Sea: (1) the subjunctive mood of the Spanish verb "Ser" meaning "to be," used to express states of irreality such as wish, emotion, possibility, opinion, necessity, or action that has not yet occurred; (2) the salt waters that cover the greater part of the earth's surface.
So(u)l: (1) Spanish for "sun;" (2) the principle of life, feeling, thought, and action in humans, regarded as a distinct entity separate from the body, and commonly held to be separable in existence from the body; the spiritual part of humans as distinct from the physical part.
All words and images by Erin Cecil, unless otherwise credited or linked to source.
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This is already one of my favorite songs. Now made squee-able by some genius.
I just can’t stop watching this. Such great energy.
Billy Preston - That’s the Way God Planned It, performed at the Concert for Bangladesh, 1971.
You can change the direction this train is moving just by thinking about it.
WHOAAAAA!!!
(via thejessicats)
"If it’s worth a dream, it’s not worth a compromise."
Getting Friday started right. ”Right here” by SWV, circa 1992.
Aaron Huey: America’s Native Prisoners of War
Ascona, Switzerland (2009).
“Coronado” by Deerhunter
Here’s a saxy one for all you beautiful people to enjoy.
I go to church with this man’s family. Their strength through these tribulations has been incredible, but he still is not home. Every human deserves freedom and to be surrounded by the ones they love. No matter what you believe, there is a baseline of human rights and intrinsic value and consideration that we must give to one another. Please visit savesaeed.org to sign the petition that might save Saeed’s life. Thank you.
The rare and elusive Egyptian Goose. Global warming has led these magnificent creatures off their ancient migration paths.
One Shoe, a photo project I started whilst exploring India, continues.
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as is the sea marvelous
from god’s
hands which sent her forth
to sleep upon the world
and the earth withers
the moon crumbles
one by one
stars flutter into dust
but the sea
does not change
and she goes forth out of hands and
she returns into hands
and is with sleep…
love,
the breaking
of your
soul
upon
my lips
