The Art Of Vidding

#Sunset in Piazza dei Miracoli… Walking back home from work, hit by the beauty of everyday life in such a place. #instaplaces #pisa #italy #street #photography #iphonesia (at Torre di Pisa)

#Fondant night. #instacolors #colors #colorful #food #creative #cake #art (at Piazza Garibaldi)

One should always chase after those abilities that they don’t master yet and the knowledge still to be grasped. And one should be thankful that despite the headbanging there is still something to be learned anew… Every time you sit down and cuddle yourself with what you know already, you’re losing a bet to your brain.

#Musings of a #fMRI analyst. #PhD #instamood #detail #colors #instathings #igpisa #igtuscany #saturday #night #study #rhum #concept #instaconcept (at Piazza Garibaldi)

mrsdelle:

Once upon a time there was an oncologist who got cancer. He was a kind and warm man, and now he was going to die. He was very afraid, and he tried everything to get well again. But there was nothing to be done. No medicine could save him, nor any road trip make him forget.  

So he yelled and cried and begged his best friend to tell him that he loved him. But his friend could not say the words. And just as everything seemed darkest, his friend gave up his entire life to spend the last five months with the oncologist. And so the two of them drove off into the sunset together on motorbikes and left everything else behind. Neither of them ever saw the old hospital again.

Nobody knows what happened on their final journey. But if you should ever find yourself in the northeast, listen carefully to the whisper of the pines in summer. I’ve heard them myself; they told me a story of an oncologist who lost his battle with cancer, but won in the game of love.     

SWEET JESUS.