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🧑🏽 Type Nine People
Everyone below has the same core type, but many have different wings, trifixations, and instinctual stackings. Toggle the views to explore, and scroll ➡️ to see more.
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🙂 Type Nine Fictional Characters
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🎬 📺 🎭 Type Nine Film, TV, Theater, Dance
📽️ Type Nine Video Clips
Barack Obama interviewed by Bill O'Reilly
American Beauty: DInner Scene
Ryan Gosling Tells a Strange Story about Cellophane
Owen Wilson's "Actor's Prayer"
Woody Harrelson on Jumping Two Stories into His Pool and His Yoga Swing
Barack Obama at the DNC: "We are not a collection of red states and blue states."
📜 Type Nine Poetry
Hurricane
Hurricane
A Moment of Happiness
A Moment of Happiness
Our Deepest Fear
Our Deepest Fear
Don't Go Back To Sleep
Don't Go Back To Sleep
Poem of the One World
Poem of the One World
Kindness
Kindness
🔈 Type Nine Music
Waving Through a Window
Waving Through a Window
You've Got a Friend
You've Got a Friend
Carolina in my Mind
Carolina in my Mind
Both Sides Now
Both Sides Now
Rainbow Connection
Rainbow Connection
Circle of Life
Circle of Life
Hideaway
Hideaway
Who Says
Who Says
Emoji of a Wave
Emoji of a Wave
🖼️ Type Nine Visual Art
💬 Type Nine Quotes
“I wonder what Piglet is doing," thought Pooh. "I wish I were there to be doing it, too.”
“I wonder what Piglet is doing," thought Pooh. "I wish I were there to be doing it, too.”
You could find a hundred oak trees and each would have a personality but no ego.
You could find a hundred oak trees and each would have a personality but no ego.
The other quality that I found in awakening was a love for the mere fact of existence itself.
The other quality that I found in awakening was a love for the mere fact of existence itself.
You need to claim the events of your life to make yourself yours.
You need to claim the events of your life to make yourself yours.
Is there anything that is not included in this piece of paper?
Is there anything that is not included in this piece of paper?
I would like to paint the way a bird sings
What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence
I must have flowers. Always and always.
I would like to paint the way a bird sings
What keeps my heart awake is colorful silence
I must have flowers. Always and always.
My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.
My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.
Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.
Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.
Your physically felt body is in fact part of a gigantic system of here and other places, now and other times, you and other people — in fact, the whole universe. This sense of being bodily alive in a vast system is the body as it is felt from inside.
Your physically felt body is in fact part of a gigantic system of here and other places, now and other times, you and other people — in fact, the whole universe. This sense of being bodily alive in a vast system is the body as it is felt from inside.
In Greek, the word for truth is alethia, and its opposite is lethe, which means “forgetfulness” or “oblivion.” In Greek myths, if you drink the water of the River Lethe—which flows through Hades’s underworld—you forget who you are and remain there, lost and wandering. Truth means remembering. The experience of direct recognition is like waking up from sleepwalking: it reveals who you have always been.
In Greek, the word for truth is alethia, and its opposite is lethe, which means “forgetfulness” or “oblivion.” In Greek myths, if you drink the water of the River Lethe—which flows through Hades’s underworld—you forget who you are and remain there, lost and wandering. Truth means remembering. The experience of direct recognition is like waking up from sleepwalking: it reveals who you have always been.
I am human, nothing human is alien to me.
I am human, nothing human is alien to me.
Clouds in Each Paper
Clouds in Each Paper
Every blade of grass has its Angel that bends over it and whispers, “Grow, grow.”
Every blade of grass has its Angel that bends over it and whispers, “Grow, grow.”