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atoocsxatoob:


Probably the most understanding person you’d meet. I’m not one of those “once you crossed me, you loss me” type people. It’s a reason for the shxt you do and as bittersweet as it has become, I’m one of those people that’ll look beyond the negative to help you figure it out. We’ve all been there.

atoocsxatoob:

Probably the most understanding person you’d meet. I’m not one of those “once you crossed me, you loss me” type people. It’s a reason for the shxt you do and as bittersweet as it has become, I’m one of those people that’ll look beyond the negative to help you figure it out. We’ve all been there.

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We tend to think animals are lower than us, but all the scientists in the world couldn’t design and operate a bumblebee’s wing. We can’t jump or run very fast, and we can’t carry vast weights like an ant can. We can’t see in the dark and we can’t fly except crammed in a noisy tube like sardines, which doesn’t count. Humans compared to animals are almost totally deaf, and we can’t smell a fart in an elevator by their standards. We are finite and separate, and neurotic, while the consciousness of an animal is at peace and eternal. We strive and go crazy to become more important. Animals rest and sleep and enjoy the company of each other. We think we have evolved upwards from animals but we have lost almost all of their qualities and abilities. The idea that animals don’t have consciousness or that they don’t have a soul is rather crass. It shows a lack of consciousness. They talk, they have families, they feel things, they act individually or together to solve problems, they often care of their young as a tribal unit. They play, they travel, and medicate themselves when they get sick. They cry when others in the herd die, they know about us humans. Of course they have a soul, a very pristine one. We humans are only now attempting with the recent rise in consciousness to achieve the soul that animals have naturally.
Stuart Wilde 

(Source: bavarde, via le-caffeine)

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humansofnewyork:

"Who’s the better player?""I am. He’s too scared to sacrifice his pieces. He hasn’t learned that sometimes you need to lose two to gain three."(Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"Who’s the better player?"
"I am. He’s too scared to sacrifice his pieces. He hasn’t learned that sometimes you need to lose two to gain three."

(Kampala, Uganda)

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humansofnewyork:

"I’m studying to be a civil engineer. Congo needs everything: bridges, roads, buildings, wells. The country is like a workshop."
(Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo)

humansofnewyork:

"I’m studying to be a civil engineer. Congo needs everything: bridges, roads, buildings, wells. The country is like a workshop."

(Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo)

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humansofnewyork:

"My happiest moments were when my mom was still alive.""What’s your fondest memory of your mother?""One time when I was six years old, we went to pick up my father at the airport. On the way, my mother explained to me the concept of boarding a plane and taking a trip. And then while we waited for my father, we sat in a nearby restaurant, and we planned out all the imaginary trips that I wanted to go on."
(Nairobi, Kenya)

humansofnewyork:

"My happiest moments were when my mom was still alive."
"What’s your fondest memory of your mother?"
"One time when I was six years old, we went to pick up my father at the airport. On the way, my mother explained to me the concept of boarding a plane and taking a trip. And then while we waited for my father, we sat in a nearby restaurant, and we planned out all the imaginary trips that I wanted to go on."

(Nairobi, Kenya)

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humansofnewyork:

“Everything was fine at breakfast. We talked normally. I went to work thinking that it was just a normal day. Then when I came home, the door was locked, which was strange, but I didn’t think much of it. Everything seemed to be in place when I went inside the house. So I sat down and watched TV, expecting them to come home any minute. After awhile, I went upstairs to the bedroom. And that’s when I noticed all her clothes were missing. Then I ran to the children’s room, and all their clothes were missing too. After seventeen years, she left me without saying a word.” (Nairobi, Kenya)

humansofnewyork:

“Everything was fine at breakfast. We talked normally. I went to work thinking that it was just a normal day. Then when I came home, the door was locked, which was strange, but I didn’t think much of it. Everything seemed to be in place when I went inside the house. So I sat down and watched TV, expecting them to come home any minute. After awhile, I went upstairs to the bedroom. And that’s when I noticed all her clothes were missing. Then I ran to the children’s room, and all their clothes were missing too. After seventeen years, she left me without saying a word.” 

(Nairobi, Kenya)