The Atlantic: Is Facebook [Tumblr, Twitter, insert... →
seriouslyflippant: This article is the most sensitive and comprehensive that I’ve read to date. “We have outsourced the work of everyday caring.” Read it.
My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding...– Rumi (via lucifelle)
jacobvanloon: There came a time, however, when death ceased to be the enforcer of finitude and began to look, instead, like the last opportunity for radical transformation, the only plausible portal to the infinite. But to be seen as the finite carcass in a sea of blood and bone chips and gray matter—to inflict that version of himself on other people—was a violation of privacy so profound it...
my thighs are crying
but the rest of me has not known such pure joy in weeks. i get so tangled up in my own head that i often couldn’t tell you how it feels to relax and simply exist and enjoy. the barn is my cabin in the woods, my masseuse, my IV drip of straight elation. now, the only tension i’m aware of is in my legs, which are slowly realizing they’ve been worked in ways they almost forgot were...
cordisre: A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed; and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown. - W. B. Yeats
We are all imprisoned by the dictionary. We choose out of that vast,...– Mervyn Peake, Titus Groan (via mythologyofblue) I’m reading this, slowly, because of life and other distractions, so I had to reblog. And it’s very apt.
drained and anxious.
and keenly aware of all the Lonely keeping vigil with me.