△ phonometrician △
"As she talks, her lips breathe spring roses: I was Chloris, who am now called Flora."
this is where I was a month ago. all these finals make me wanna go back so bad ..
nationalgeographicscans:

Rug Washers in Tehran, Iran, 1960
perception
thesecretofexistence asked: I am an entity, I am transcending, and no longer bound.

This is my sound. But lately I have consciously been asking if I tire of it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8XSexJBbzBs

- there is no chance there’s only one song that represents one’s mind or soul, both are ever evolving. your sound is beautiful.

touba:

theworldpulse:
ouroborus (1665), mystical symbol of wholeness and cyclical continuity.
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