Dr. Strings | DreMarron
Was at the BBC Proms yesterday and felt inspired to create….
Inspired by Clouds
This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
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Be someone others can trust. If you know someone’s business, keep it to yourself. One of the highest compliments one person can give another is to trust that person with personal information. That’s sacred.
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“Be the change” - if you want something, quit complaining, go and get it. If you want to make a difference.. make a difference. 2011, it’s about time for change
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Learn To Be Quiet
You need not do anything.
Remain sitting at your table and listen.
You need not even listen, just wait.
You need not even wait,
just learn to be quiet, still and solitary.
And the world will freely offer itself to you unmasked.
It has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
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Our deepest fear is not that we Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
— Marianne Williamson
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Even though you may want to move forward in your life, you may have one foot on the brakes. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life.
— (via raindropsonredroses)
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I.L.P - Innocent Little People
Nothing changes your perspective on life more than that of a new born baby. Blank canvas’s pure and sweet but Graffitied on by contaminated society’s ills.
Little people with little feet, walking in begrugend shoes, marching in conforming lines drill after drill. If they could talk, they would speak nothing but Thomas Hardy’s nature poetry, sing with the voice of not one but two angels. But against them they are taught how to curse, to hate, to despise, victimise and demorolise humanity… I do feel, Life, would be better off if we were all labotomised… or we could make a change, I do not know you but I love you and respect you as a fellow human being… hello young sirs/miss’ lets make living… a pleasant experience =) x
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