If you’re making lemonade because life gave you lemons, it also implies life gave you sugar, which destroys the metaphor.

I wish it was summer time, just relaxing watching sunrises in the Bay with good friends.

I wish it was summer time, just relaxing watching sunrises in the Bay with good friends.

Graffiti inside an abandoned drive-in movie theater

Graffiti inside an abandoned drive-in movie theater

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lovesongsforthemoon:

“Three of the four elements are shared by all creatures, but fire was a gift to humans alone. Smoking cigarettes is as intimate as we can become with fire without immediate excruciation. Every smoker is an embodiment of Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods and bringing it on back home. We smoke to capture the power of the sun, to pacify Hell, to identify with the primordial spark, to feed the marrow of the volcano. It’s not the tobacco we’re after but the fire. When we smoke, we are performing a version of the fire dance, a ritual as ancient as lightning.”

-Tom Robbins, Still Life With Woodpecker

(Source: saturnandsoliloquies)

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Sorry, I can’t hear you Marge, I’m clapping.

Sorry, I can’t hear you Marge, I’m clapping.

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