September 2012
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that i am constrained within a society rendered rabid by a feverish need to acquire and consume is an awareness that bashes against the interior of my skull. i cannot in good conscience claim innocence—here i sit, fingers tapping the keys of a machine the likes of which millions of my own species could never dream of possessing, and my thoughts follow an all-too-beaten path paved with...
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the sun wrestled its way through the fog about an hour ago, but it’s having a hard time suffusing this house with any tangible amount of warmth (make of that what you will). i’m operating with everything in uncomfortable proximity to the surface, which colors everything i see/hear/taste/touch. i’ve always been useless in the realm of Visual Fine Arts (and Crafts). words and...
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August 2012
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Live to the point of tears.
– Albert Camus (via arpeggia)
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it occurs to me that i must seem a hapless...
after my long-winded babble a few days back about The Importance of Authentic Sound To The Human Experience, I haven’t listened to a single thing all day, not really. I made plenty of music and heard some besides, but silence commanded dominion over each and every expanse of time and space in which I found myself with the autonomy to select a plaything for my ears/heart/mind/soul. It has ...
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The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the...
– Ernest Hemingway, author and journalist, Nobel laureate (1899-1961)
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musings on volume.
“I’m really going to miss the quiet here,” Daphne admitted, toying with the stalk of some plant or another (probably a weed, else she wouldn’t have plucked), nostalgia sighing into being as a tonal undercurrent, in the line drawn from knee to chin by a reassuring forearm (hand double-cast as both table and headrest), in the finality with which she fixed her gaze skyward...
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i refuse to allow my mother to undo all of the...
if i need to fall apart, that’s okay. but i will do so, and reassemble, and i will not hate myself for being human.
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The moon, it turns out, is a great place for men. One-sixth gravity must be a...
– E. B. White, July 26, 1969
Also see Carl Sagan echo the same sentiment in 1971.
(via explore-blog)
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Politicalprof Explains Day One of the Republican...
politicalprof:
Republicans good! Democrats bad!
Note 1: Repeat for each day of the convention.
Note 2: Reverse the names for the Democratic convention and follow instructions in note 1.
Devastatingly accurate.
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The way we talk to our children becomes their inner voice.
– Peggy O’Mara (via fishy)
Unless they are lucky enough to become aware of this and replace the diatribe with something healthier and more productive.
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obligatory shout-out to some new followers:
Haaaay! Sorry I have next to nothing for you in terms of a welcome, but please stay as long as you’d like. I’ll love you if you interact.
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There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you.
– Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk Through the Fire (via arpeggia)
Isn’t awareness fun?!
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I hated labels anyway. People didn’t fit in slots—prostitute, housewife,...
– Janet Fitch, White Oleander (via light-essence)
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the fog here
plops petulantly, an amorphous splatter of condensation for whom becoming clouds seemed like an awful lot of work, smears itself from horizon to horizon in exactly the same way a small child stretches out chubby arms to maximum wingspan to better hoard all the toys. no sharing (until preschool, where generosity and cooperation are enforced. try that with adults and they’ll throw tantrums...
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are you curious?
what would you like to know about me? answers accepted in reply and in ask-box form. upper-management has called for an increase in dialogue this quarter, so i’m just following my orders.
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remarks upon the heart-rate of this particular...
i don’t have much for you today. you’ll be fine, those of you who do read the silly outpourings of Self i’ve left in utter disorganization around here. the one remarkable aspect of this day in particular is that i got a facial for the first time. i didn’t settle into the experience until it was decidedly underway (we’re still working on comprehension of things...
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Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put...
– Audre Lorde (via ceedling)
Because it’s always good to be reminded.
(via allisonmoon)
If you also needed a reminder, this is for you.
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Free will is a gift which we won’t know until we fight for it.
– The Adjustment Bureau | submitted by peacelovemusicfaith (via quote-book)
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The National Hurricane Center, a government agency, [is] very hopeful that the...
– Rush Limbaugh
ht: Wil Wheaton (via politicalprof)
If this is real, I can’t even.
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It is not our silence that is deafening, but all the words underneath it, yelled...
– David Levithan (via whiteoleanderlove)
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Fuck the passage of time.
And hurting. And malice. And idiot me for *feeling* to exhaustion with the volume cranked up. And truth playing bludgeon.
tamburina:
“My painting is not violent, it’s life that is violent. Even within the most beautiful landscape, in the trees, under the leaves, the insects are eating each other; violence is a part of life. We are born with a scream; we come into life with a scream and maybe love is a mosquito net between the fear of living and the fear of death.”
- Francis Bacon, The Last Interview
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ranga-sauce:
tylerhoechlinseyebrows:no-dana-only-zuul:pizzaforpresident:
Washing Machine Tribal Beat
that’s what happens when you try to wash your game of jumanji
that’s what happens when you try to wash your game of jumanji
#trying not to laugh BUT CANNOT
ok so a little too epic not to reblog
The Internet, everyone.
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my mother berates our cats for their wrongdoings,...
another thought: she and i rarely use the same alphabet, these days, but that hasn’t dulled her tongue any.
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