All things are infused with intelligence and spirit, and life in the flesh is good. Resist the apocalypse and return to the garden.

myprivateapcalypse:

We shall grow old together

we say.

We say this

to assuage our grief.

We shall grow old together

like two trees on our hill,

our roots intertwining.

We shall grow old together

and lose our fear of life

and wish we lost that fear many years ago.

We shall have only one fear:

Take me here.

Take me here.

(Source: refluent)

(Source: thesmallanomaly)

by Lilly Moss @ resistapocalypse.tumblr.com

by Lilly Moss @ resistapocalypse.tumblr.com

backtowoodstock:

Hippie Gas Station, 1971

backtowoodstock:

Hippie Gas Station, 1971

samcannon:

“You can’t control the Universe. You are the water, not the rock.” 

samcannon:

“You can’t control the Universe. You are the water, not the rock.”