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explore-blog:

Chinua Achebe on the meaning of life and the writer’s responsibility in society in a 1994 interview

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Chinua Achebe on the meaning of life and the writer’s responsibility in society in a 1994 interview

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Photo Post Thu, May. 22, 2014 146 notes

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Video Post Thu, May. 22, 2014 227 notes

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Traditional Nigerian hunters volunteer to hunt for Boko Haram




Photo Post Thu, May. 22, 2014 12,911 notes

humansofnewyork:

"Hold on a sec. I’m having a bad hijab day."

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"Hold on a sec. I’m having a bad hijab day."




Link Post Thu, May. 22, 2014 160 notes

"When Death Comes" by Mary Oliver

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As you read this poem, ask yourself a simple question and take some time to ponder it: "How, then, shall I live?"

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the…




Photo Post Fri, Mar. 14, 2014 8,729 notes

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Quote Post Fri, Mar. 14, 2014 420 notes

"So laugh louder and hug fiercely and brave the late nights that turn into early morning hours as best you can. Make more, do more, stop worrying about the possible negative outcomes. The ends will outweigh the means as long as you keep pursuing both simultaneously. Love someone so much your heart is fit to burst, and love as many people as you can this way. Love everyone this way, if you can help it. Everyone deserves that kind of radical love, and being free with your love doesn’t make it any less special."


Ella Ceron | “This Is How We Will Live Forever” (via skeletales)

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Video Post Fri, Mar. 14, 2014 22,541 notes

I had to scrub the smell of the saltwater from my skin tonight. It was much stronger then it ever was before. When I looked at the ocean for the first time in months, I saw past the tides and the rhythm, and I looked into our future. I envisioned the way you would wake me up with your lips, and how the only way I could ever be able to sleep soundly was to fall into the imagination of the life we could have had if you would have just stayed true to what you said would always be unbreakable.

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