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  • reportagebygettyimages:

    ANTARCTICA - OCTOBER 27: Ice floats near the coast of West Antarctica viewed from a window of a NASA Operation IceBridge airplane. NASA’s Operation IceBridge has been studying how polar ice has evolved over the past eight years. Researchers have used the IceBridge data to observe that the West Antarctic Ice Sheet may be in a state of irreversible decline directly contributing to rising sea levels. NASA and University of California, Irvine (UCI) researchers have recently detected the speediest ongoing Western Antarctica glacial retreat rates ever observed. Photos by Getty Images staff photographer Mario Tama.

    “ I was by myself for a pretty long time. I needed to do that. I think everyone that I know has wanted to do that or needed to do that at some point. I think when you spend enough time when it’s quiet around you and you don’t open your mouth for three or four days, there’s parts of your brain that can kind of rest. I think when we’re out in the world and we have to talk to people, we edit ourselves. You know, we have to like, act a little bit. As honest as we may be as humans, when we’re out here, we’re all kind of wearing mirrors on our faces. You know, constantly reacting to how to react to the people around you. And I think when you’re alone for a long enough time, you can feel a lot more peace. ”

    —    Justin Vernon (via themindmovement)

    (Source: themindmovement, via themindmovement)

    themelanieproject:

    “Passei, durante esse longo concerto, minutos intermináveis, suando frio, desejando terrivelmente estar horas ou dias à frente para escapar da tortura da espera, da angústia de não saber quanto tempo, da tensão de ter de aguentar até passar. Mas não há meio. Talvez seja exatamente este o verdadeiro prazer de se atravessar tempestades. Só se alcança o bom tempo passando por todos os segundos que vêm antes. Não há como cortar caminho. Só veria o sol outra vez quando passasse por todos os dias do inverno, sem pular nenhum. E não há como dar saltos.” (Amyr Klink)

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