Senusret I Before Min-Amun

“Some talk to you in their free time and others free their time to talk to you. Learn the difference.”

— (via purplebuddhaquotes)

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Home Library Architecture: Smart & Creative Bookcase Designs

Sharing your shelf is, in a way, sharing yourself. Every element —from the titles you choose to the way you organize them— says something about your personality and your interests. ArchDaily rounded up some of the finest examples of bookcases that combine practicality with ingenuity

The best shot for the SuperMoon 2020.

Source: Ohrid, MK - Ohrid Astronomy Association.

📸🎥 stojan stojanovski.

perhaps i was born to see this world alone

Claude Monet (14 November 1840 - 5 December 1926) in his studio, source

Dreamy Candy-Colored Photos Capture the Magnificent Magic of Marrakech

French Polynesia-based travel photographer Helene Havard is known for her dreamy, pastel-hued images of locations that look like they’re straight out of a Wes Anderson film. From the streets of Havana to the candy-colored town of San Francisco, she captures the unique atmosphere of every place she visits, and her latest photo trip is no exception. She recently traveled to Marrakech, where she captured the mysterious magic of the exotic Moroccan city.

“Despite the fact I was living in France for many years, I never had the chance to travel in Africa,” says Havard. “I waited to live on the other side of my native country to visit this amazing place during a trip in Europe.” From bustling street markets to palm tree-lined palaces and gardens, Havard explored the diverse streets of Marrakech “at random” to capture her photos. “Morocco is exotic, tantalizing and incredibly beautiful,” she recalls. “A feast for the senses and especially for the eyes. I loved this place for the mysterious feel that irradiates of her.”

“The Ritual [that is to say, the Book of the Dead] speaks of the secret knowledge of the periodicities and cycles of incarnation as requisite to render safe the passage through all the trial scenes in the Judgment Hall [that is to say, the trials of this life here on earth].  The salvation of the deceased depended on his having the facts treasured up in his memory.  

As the soul walked through the valley of the shadow of death, his security depended upon his knowledge that he was a divinity threading his way through the dark underground labyrinth of matter.  His memory of his intrinsically deific nature would be his safeguard; and this memory was his book of life and character, for it was his own self, come hither to purify itself of dross.”

— The Lost Light: An Interpretation of Ancient Scriptures, by Alvin Boyd Kuhn