Float in Space

Inattentional Blindness

An introvert who is desperately in love with music, photography, culture, stories, outer space and anything that could be considered as art. Been cursed and blessed by the thing I believe it's called Rhotacism. Thought I was lost when I found myself studying in the faculty of literature and culture. Glad enough to grow up in South Jakarta, Indonesia.

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Sketch of TySean at the park

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Faltering monuments, Columbus (hardwood, varathane)

Brandon Vickers

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Hakone

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High Line at the Rail Yards. The final section of railroad tracks.

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The High Line is a public park that sits along a historic freight railroad...

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(Nothing But) Flowers, Thales Pessoa

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Fluorescein

This chemical is a fluorophore, containing many aromatic groups and having the ability to absorb...

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A mother carried her son along the streets. I often see a mother in public transportations holds her child on her lap, keeping the kid safe, warm, and loved. It is always fascinating to see them like the little creature in her embrace is a precious treasure. Not knowing that the treasure will become a self destruct machine one day, a brain that opposes against her ideas.

Posted Jun 3, 13

I remember digging the bin, crying for a piece of paper. Mom thought it was just another trash, she didn’t know it was more than a small paper. I found it anyway. It was my Alesana ticket. This time, I failed. Again, my concert tickets ended up in the trash. By the time I wanted to search the bin, it was empty, shits moved to the public bin which located miles. Besides, what a girl could find in a freakin huge bin at 11 pm? I remember waiting for hours to buy them treasures, or walking miles away for it with my beloved friend. These two are the only ones left. Still can’t believe I lost the things that hold my memories. A memento of the intangible.

Posted Jun 2, 13

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Anxiety by Beethy Photography

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"And never have I felt so deeply at one and, at the same time, so detached from myself, and so present in the world."

Albert Camus (via jonwildling)

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"even if I were to possess all knowledge, without love, I would be nothing, is not simply that with love, I am “something.” For in love, I also am nothing, … a Nothing humbly aware of itself, … made rich through the very awareness of its lack."

Zizek (via jujutsu-with-zizek)

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"I fear that if I let go of you, I will collapse into myself, like a dying star. It took me ten years to realize that all stars aren’t the same. And it will take me a lifetime to realise that the same such easy conclusions cannot be made about people."

http://lostmentality.tumblr.com/post/28014543046/mary-cant-find-happiness

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