The David Jones spring windows are really pretty! Though still nothing compared to the department stores in Japan…

The David Jones spring windows are really pretty! Though still nothing compared to the department stores in Japan…

"According to Adam One, the Fall of Man was multidimentional. The ancestral primates fell out of the trees; then they fell from vegetarianism into meat-eating. Then they fell from instinct into reason, and thus into technology; from simple signals into complex grammar, and thus into humanity; from firelessness into fire, and thence into weaponry; and from seasonal mating into an incessant sexual twitching. Then they fell from a joyous life in the moment into the anxious contemplation of the vanished passed and the distant future. The Fall was ongoing, but its trajectory led ever downward. Sucked into the well of knowledge, you could only plummet, learning more and more, but not getting any happier."

The Year of the Flood, Margaret Atwood (via worldwaswaking)

nah

~endlessly expanding sigh~

humanoidhistory:

Behold a few wonders of the cosmos: From top to bottom are galaxies M101, M81, Centaurus A, and M51. The images are a collaboration combining data from amateur astronomers and NASA mission archives. X-rays from Chandra are purple, infrared data from Spitzer are red, and the optical data are red, green, and blue. (Chandra X-ray Observatory)

(via starstuffblog)

(Source: cityslys, via lordtrash)

cinoh:

Mars as seen by Rosseta during a gravity assist

(via starstuffblog)

Also I didn’t know there was a Thomas Dux on crown street omg

Ok the guy walking behind me just said “I’ll stab ya to death ya fuckin munt” and I don’t know if he was talking to me or himself. Fuckin surry hills

tokyo-fashion:

Cloudy skies over Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan.

(via ruffghost)

architectureofdoom:

Okinawa, Japan

(Source: watertoweruc)

there was mould on my roof and i came home and my brother had scrub/bleached it off but i’m pretending i didn’t notice cos i’ve had lots of drinks so i can get away with it and cos I DIDNT ASK HIM TO DO IT. but i’m grateful. i just feel awks you know. i like to think i would have done it myself. eventually. maybe when it grew so big it started to verbally threaten me and my books / wardrobe or something.

i’m a grub

urgh i got beetroot dip all over my phone

boomerstarkiller67:

Close Encounters of the Third Kind - art by Ron Weidner (1978)

(via heliocentra)