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What the city is missing:Thierry Cohen photographs...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/a64da5afa252352b9cbd2d6f8a7b58f0/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; San Francisco&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3540fd155bfce0676bbd3031850cb289/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Paris&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7450eba435b043c74ebdbc0ef4d9f327/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Tokyo&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/13c9ba60db99f323f5e4081b31b397f9/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Los Angeles&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/b95c064b89021bbfd43d426d3b9f87ff/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso9_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Hong Kong&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/70395b693219c8c0ef1377efc0e8c396/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso7_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Rio de Janeiro&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/70cd93c314350e2c8810cce2f8233623/tumblr_mm3telgtXQ1qzxhoso8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; New York City&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://blua.tumblr.com/post/49408575710/cityscapes-with-stars"&gt;blua&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the city is missing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://thierrycohen.com/"&gt;Thierry Cohen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; photographs cityscapes and then photographs deserts at night, combing the two to show us what our cities would look like with the lights off. The stars are not enhanced, they are actual photos from relative latitudes that would expose the same starry sky view if it weren’t for light pollution. Click on each photo to see which city it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/51049363078</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/51049363078</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:41:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"You’re under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago."</title><description>“You’re under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thatkindofwoman.tumblr.com/"&gt;thatkindofwoman&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/51049274232</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/51049274232</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 00:39:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3343becbe9d36bef2432cc91032006a7/tumblr_mmmgo3ngRH1rvpb14o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/51043204567</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/51043204567</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 23:10:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mcj86ynI2y1qlxcbuo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50972537063</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50972537063</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 01:59:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Thoughts after midnight . . .</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s a quarter to 1:00am and I&amp;#8217;m sitting here wondering if I&amp;#8217;m really taking the time to appreciate and take advantage of this fleeting life I have. Okay, before I lose you with my cheesy cliche, just think about it. Seriously consider what you would do tomorrow if you found out you had a more limited lifespan that you thought previously. Am I doing everything I would want to be doing? Am I loving other people well? Am I pursuing my God-given passions and savoring the beauty of the world instead of dwelling on the negativity? Am I heartbroken with the heartbroken and the devastated, am I celebrating with the newlyweds, the graduates, the overcomers? Am I doing all that I can to lift others up around me when they need it, instead of being hyper-focused on my own wants and needs? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Perspective is healthy. Perspective is good. Taking a look at the bigger picture tonight and feeling extremely thankful for every single day I have to savor life and love well. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50972417400</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50972417400</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 01:56:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>michaelfaudet:

Dreams by Michael Faudet</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/0d6456f63eb8d122c96d07cf6bb1dbcb/tumblr_ml7weeE6Df1qb4tzyo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://michaelfaudet.tumblr.com/post/50956672140/dreams" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;michaelfaudet&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dreams by &lt;a href="http://michaelfaudet.tumblr.com"&gt;Michael Faudet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50962844514</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50962844514</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 23:19:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv1gtoEfAh1qb8ikqo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50962580496</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50962580496</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 23:16:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Instead of saying “I don’t have time” try saying “it’s not a priority,” and see how that feels...."</title><description>“Instead of saying “I don’t have time” try saying “it’s not a priority,” and see how that feels. Often, that’s a perfectly adequate explanation. I have time to iron my sheets, I just don’t want to. But other things are harder. Try it: “I’m not going to edit your résumé, sweetie, because it’s not a priority.” “I don’t go to the doctor because my health is not a priority.” If these phrases don’t sit well, that’s the point. Changing our language reminds us that time is a choice. If we don’t like how we’re spending an hour, we can choose differently.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://eternalunfolding.tumblr.com/"&gt;eternalunfolding&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50946418334</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50946418334</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 19:57:41 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>tylerknott:

Typewriter Series #419 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Text...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/30df9797e1d5ee1e0a095ca6c431113b/tumblr_mmb6ltvfN01qz8rpeo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tylerknott.com/post/50925604099/typewriter-series-419-by-tyler-knott-gregson" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;tylerknott&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typewriter Series #419 &lt;/strong&gt;by &lt;a href="http://tylerknott.com"&gt;Tyler Knott Gregson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Text for Tired Eyes:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;At this exact instant on this exact planet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are more people than you, or I, or anyone else&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;would ever care to admit, that are buried beneath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;the weight of wasted time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shoulds and supposed tos and becauses and jobs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;and money and requirements and responsibilities&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;add up and pile up and entomb us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many miles separate how many people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the lives they should be leading,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;the people they should be loving and the moments&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;they will never get back?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;The justification of this frustration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;paints a glossy veneer of happiness over the rust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;of the truth hiding below it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s the realization of our encapsulation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;that cracks the paint and lets the color fade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;When do we forget the value of what we hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;and when do we forget to care about the burying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;we submit ourselves to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere a much younger version of ourselves is staring into the future&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;raising tiny fists,  clenched into the air&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;and screaming a wordless warning that falls on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;deaf ears that age has stolen sound from.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;We see ourselves and we see the meaning we’ve assigned&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;to meaningless things;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;we see the imagination running off the pages we painted,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;watercolors evaporating and leaving behind only blank&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;canvas, only dry brushes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hasn’t the time come to stop this, to put water&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;to the burning of our futures by the flames of our&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;past restrictions?  Has not the time arrived to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;mix the color in the water and dip the brush,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;dried an atrophied and lonely from the waiting it too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;has endured?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;Live life like you love to live and make that life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;the one you’ve been waiting for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;At this exact instant you and only you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;can rise from the layers of wasted time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;drive your hand through the sediment and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel the sunlight on your fingers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50946371461</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50946371461</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 19:57:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do."</title><description>“The best thing about a picture is that it never changes, even when the people in it do.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Andy Warhol  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://middecember.tumblr.com/"&gt;middecember&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50945652734</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50945652734</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 19:47:34 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>hislivingpoetry:

Rob Bell, Drops Like Stars</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2f713d6cf4dfe5222ca975aee34bfb9d/tumblr_mk00jr8ILf1qf3zi2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/d3f1dc2190e88efc9cef37fa997bd67e/tumblr_mk00jr8ILf1qf3zi2o2_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://hislivingpoetry.tumblr.com/post/50945291879/rob-bell-drops-like-stars" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;hislivingpoetry&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rob Bell, &lt;em&gt;Drops Like Stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50945557843</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50945557843</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 19:46:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>She considered everything she recorded like an entry in her...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5d941323a7c3e8830f5a8797a4fe72ce/tumblr_mn0r38cPM51rshhjho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;She considered everything she recorded like an entry in her diary. “It’s like writing a lot of personal things down on the page,” she told me, “and wanting them just right so that when other people see it they’ll see how it was and how you really felt.” - Donn Hecht, writer of “Walkin’ After Midnight”&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A classic beauty and a talented artist. Inspired by Patsy Cline.  (at Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50769990548</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50769990548</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:09:08 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>cordiali-tea:

this is literally me</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/501863852c73d9b4f140137cac811e77/tumblr_mmaxdmlmVd1spbq7so1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cordiali-tea.tumblr.com/post/50715206523/this-is-literally-me" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;cordiali-tea&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is literally me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50732399793</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50732399793</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 11:11:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Tempest, the Lion.: [My Lord // My Friend ]</title><description>&lt;a href="http://tempestthelion.tumblr.com/post/50719457880/my-lord-my-friend"&gt;Tempest, the Lion.: [My Lord // My Friend ]&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://tempestthelion.tumblr.com/post/50719457880/my-lord-my-friend" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;tempestthelion&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t know what I’m looking at most of the time&lt;br/&gt;I also don’t know why humans focus more on &lt;br/&gt;the reasons why we don’t look at you &lt;br/&gt;instead of actually just looking for you.&lt;br/&gt;I also wonder how many times I stare at a wall&lt;br/&gt;while you wave your hands in front of me &lt;br/&gt;hoping I’d believe you were doing…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50732371361</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50732371361</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 11:11:23 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7da03cfedb3fc015f371ee5a692d5c4e/tumblr_mmzytw3HEs1rpwhvdo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50731566467</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50731566467</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 10:58:43 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9730e5b39631a379b4fc3e8224173144/tumblr_mmuh0aJl1n1r9t15do1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50685839618</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50685839618</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 19:36:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Rainy day guitar shopping  (at Corner Music)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/2266cc0d255780c60d24a376e7ce9d52/tumblr_mmyjrmLT9C1rshhjho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rainy day guitar shopping  (at Corner Music)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50669169672</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50669169672</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 15:35:46 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdbs3rPnwZ1rnvzumo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50656796101</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50656796101</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:47:51 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something..."</title><description>“As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Steve Maraboli (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://rainydaysandblankets.tumblr.com/"&gt;rainydaysandblankets&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50626782022</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50626782022</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:05:45 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/52814410744297911f19ea13c7c992d7/tumblr_mhygyaL2Gi1rsm8jco1_400.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50626732245</link><guid>http://nikisuber.tumblr.com/post/50626732245</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 23:05:05 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
