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Bus Roots is a living garden planted on the roofs of city buses (NY). It’s an effort that rose out of New York City designer Marco Antonio Castro Cosio’s graduate thesis at the NYU

“When you are courting a nice girl an hour seems like a second. When you sit on a red-hot cinder a second seems like an hour. That’s relativity.”

 Albert Einstein (via feellng)

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There’s always a moment. Right before a decision, right before an action, right before a lack of either. 

There’s always an instant where you can chose which way to go, which path to go down, which step to take, or not take. In that moment, you have to give yourself more credit. 

Start by making decisions. 

Doesn’t matter how big. If you’ve made it –– it’s now time for follow through. 

There’s no point knowing something, and not acting on it. This is easy, and anything easy is worth spit. 

Fight for the hard bits, fight like hell. 

When you think you’re at the lowest point in your life, that there’s no way out, that you’re stuck –– that’s when you should fight the hardest. That’s what all the other shit was preparing you for. How much do you want it? What is it you want? How far are you willing to go?

Your limit is in your mind, you create your fears, so you can also destroy them. 

They have no power over you, you give them every ounce, and just like that! You can take it away. Give those ounces to love, to hope, to happiness, and energy. Fight for a better you, fight for the person that isn’t scared of what you’re scared of, who isn’t paralysed by fear. Aren’t you tired of being scared? Of worrying before trying? Why are you limiting yourself, isn’t this life all you have? Are you OK being mediocre? If so, WHY? Why aren’t you striving for more? Why aren’t you moving forward, not in society’s timeline, but in your own. What makes you go crazy? What makes you feel high, when you’re not? What makes you cry because you’re overwhelmed with contentment? Why aren’t you doing more of that? Isn’t that something you should pursue, something you should hold onto with both hands, legs and self? 

This fear is in you, it has poisoned you! But fear not that fear! For there is a remedy –– FACE IT. Do it. Do it.

Just fucking do it. Start small, and climb your way up, don’t just stay stagnant and wonder why you’re not moving. If you stand too long in the same place, the ground will suck you in, you will be stuck, you will be in a rut. You will have life pass you by, instead of passing by it. 

Why are you standing still? What could possibly happen by trying that is worse than whatever is happening right now? What is the worst that could happen, if the best happens?

Why are you scared of success? It is not only failure you’re scared of, it’s success. What will happen if nothing goes wrong? What will happen if you can do it? …Well? What? What is it you think will happen? 

Stop wondering and do it. You’re wasting time and energy on feeding your negative thoughts, that are already innate. Why? Because of our surroundings.  Society, government, masses, the lack of humanity, the greed, the terror, the fear. 

The fear that plagues you. The fear they feed us, which we then feed with thought. 

Throw it away. Grab it and toss it. You have no limit, you are vastness. In you is eternity, why aren’t you using it? Strive. Just make that decision, and stick to it, and you will understand your own power. 

Make that decision that you’ve made a thousand times, but failed to follow through. You know what you should do, but you take the easier road. You know what’s right, but you choose what’s easier right now. You know where you should be, but you’re here –– wondering.

Do it.

© Rocio Belinda Mendez

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“To regret one’s own experiences is to arrest one’s own development. To deny one’s own experiences is to put a lie into the lips of one’s own life. It is no less than a denial of the soul.”

Oscar Wilde, De Profundis (via psych-facts)

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