“Why should people who like fashion have to defend it all the time? We find sports hellishly boring and pointless, but so what? Do people who like football have to go around defending that all the time?”—New York Magazine (via lecatwalk)
“There’s got to be more than this. I mean I’m happy with life, but there must be something more than all of these formalities that life seems to beg us to follow. It forces us to live in fear that if we fall off this tight rope that we’re careening to our deaths. I just feel like there’s more than just all of this routine. Since we were little we all had to go to school and we eventually accepted that it was rubbish but we pushed forward praying that the next step would be better than this current state and we’d be our own selves again. But since then I’ve never attended a class or a lecture that’s ever taught me something truly of value in my life. I want to learn about love. I want to learn why people can make other people happy without even speaking a word. I want to discover what the universe sees in all of us to love us the way it does. I want to be able to open my eyes wide enough to understand how much we all are truly worth. I want to know why people can get lost in music, within sound and art, and forget about troubles, even if only for a moment. We’re never going to rid of these formalities it seems. Why do we need to work, we work so damn hard, trying to make money so that we can afford to buy necessities that allow us to survive in the world. Why is money even in existence? It just separates people, when all we are is unity in temporary division. If everything was free, no one would be rich, no one would be poor. Why do we go to war? Why do we feel the need to kill? Killing people to save lives doesn’t make sense to me. This whole “life” thing just doesn’t make sense to me. Sometimes I can listen to music and it doesn’t even have words and it makes me want to cry, not out of sadness, but just because I feel. I feel music, and I want to feel it every second of my life. I want to learn about what life is. What is life? Life is love. All I want is all of the aspects that are love. I want to write beautiful music with 20 people at one time and i want everyone to sing so loud, I want everyone to sing what they feel, because at the end that passion will resonate and transcend into love and we will all live there. And we’ll never be lonely, because if you have music, you’ll never be lonely. I just want love, and memories of love. I want to document my life with songs and polaroid photographs and tattoos as milestones. I want to be wise when I’m old and i want to share everything I’ve learned with everyone I meet and tell them that all that matters is love and nothing else because the sooner they learn that the more they will get out of life. All I need is love love is musical unity, love is human passion in harmony, love is accepting who you are, accepting who everyone is, and loving them. Love is infinate. But this love is nothing unless it’s shared. Share your love. We all are so worthy of it and we sometimes don’t even know it, but we really are. Tell everyone how much you love them and how much they mean to you. We are love. Cry becuase tears are visible proof of love and passion. Be love, and believe that there is something more than this. Make your life what you want it, make love visible, tangible, passionate, lifelong, be love, be peaceful, make peace, make love.”—Ryan Osterman (via word-collector)
“Sometimes I read the same books over and over and over. What’s great about books is that the stuff inside doesn’t change. People say you can’t judge a book by its cover but that’s not true because it says right on the cover what’s inside. And no matter how many times you read that book the words and pictures don’t change. You can open and close books a million times and they stay the same. They look the same. They say the same words. The charts and pictures are the same colors.
“They are playing a game. They are playing at not playing a game. If I show them I see they are, I shall break the rules and they will punish me. I must play their game, of not seeing I see the game.”—R.D. Laing - Knots (via areyoumental) (via libraryland)