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justin-bernardo:

it’s depressing seeing how many people give up on their dreams at a young age because they’re told to “be realistic”

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Burning Man 2014

Pictures: Jim Urquhart/Reuters

Source: The Atlantic In Focus

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I went to Five Guys today.

I went to Five Guys today.

"Art is observation, evaluation, experimentation. Art is making decisions that have no quantifiable right or wrong. That’s what makes it difficult, and that’s what makes it awesome."

Steve ArgyleMagic Artist (via theartofmtg)

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mtgfan:

The recent art of Noah Bradley

This weekend is Grand Prix Richmond, and Noah Bradley is among the artists who will be attending the event. So let’s take a look at what cards he did in Theros and Born of the Gods.

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frxsslord

frxsslord

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frxsslord

frxsslord

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massiv3:

so when are we gonna stop pretending beer tastes good

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babeimgonnaleaveu:

 Woodstock, 1969.
"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."


Whenever people ask, “If you could time travel, where would you go?” This is the answer.

babeimgonnaleaveu:

Woodstock, 1969.

"They went to a psychedelic pasture to listen to their music, to be with people who dressed like them and played like them. There was a shared bond on a cosmic scale, and their elders marveled that all these kids could be in one place for three days without violence or mayhem, despite pitifully inadequate facilities and food supplies, and despite rains that fell so long and hard they would have drowned any other party. The lesson was simple: These long-haired, antiwar bra-burners and boys with beads had created a field of dreams, and perhaps from it would rise something bright and beautiful for the future."

Whenever people ask, “If you could time travel, where would you go?” This is the answer.

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