Reblogged from prairieschoolarchitecture
Shenanigans
synonomous to bullshit; random adventures of an often silly and/or odd nature
Frank Lloyd Wright, B. Harley Bradley House “Glenlloyd.” Kankakee, Illinois, 1900.
Frank Lloyd Wright, there is never a moment that you don’t take my breath away.
Priceless brotherly love.
A week and a half later, he still doesn’t want to kiss me!
Lmfao.
(Source: assilikesbowties, via zenmage)
Twas’ 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven’s gate
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn’t know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
“where are we?” asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
“this is heaven.” declared a small boy. “we’re spending Christmas at God’s house.”
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus’ face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, “I’ll take care of mom and dad.”
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
“Let My power and presence re-enter this land!”
“may this country be delivered from the hands of fools”
“I’m taking back my nation. I’m taking back my schools!”
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
“come now my children, let me show you around.”
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
“in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT”.
Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater (1936), Mill Run, Pennsylvania
I don’t believe Mr. Wright was aware of the genius in his head. He is and will always be my favorite architect, absolute genius.
(Source: slippersocks)
..if you ever find yourself in a situation where you begin to feel overwhelmed with either anger or sorrow, take quick look at the reflection in the mirror.
Notice the creases on your skin, the way it’s elasticity shapes to your emotion..
You’ll be surprised to find that your facial expression will automatically relax, soon your emotions will too.
You are beautiful..
There is nothing worth making you do anything less than smile.
I can definitely say without any guilt or shame that I nearly pissed my pants laughing at this!
(Source: tastefullyoffensive, via timothydelaghetto)
