January 2012
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December 2011
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“Now the sirens have a still more fatal weapon than their song, namely their...”
– Franz Kafka, Parables
May 2011
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“[Fiction is] a process of producing grand, beautiful, well-ordered lies that...”
– Julian Barnes (via theparisreview)
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ruin-me:
collaboration with burmesejorjiapits the reality of the matter is a mere fitting of sounds, a favor made in doses of blood dripped upon the ground. just one drop of this mud takes a moment to digest, when words of your ruin find mine second best. words are words and some are not better than one’s maybe we should all be mud to another’s eyes or shall we all be the sun blinding,...
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“What I admire in others and in myself: producing great works and living life to...”
– Shawn Mikula
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Stars In My Sky - Part 4
By: Valerie Harms
Besides leaving life in a Paris suburb for a vagabond world of artists, Anaïs Nin was entranced by Henry Miller’s wife, June. June was the fiery, beautiful, self-defined woman that Nin wanted fervently to be like at this time. This relationship is described in Volume I of the Diary. Nin’s fascination with the personality of June leads her to explore this...
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“there are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination....”
– Anaïs Nin
(via consensuous)
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“Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into...”
– Elie Wiesel
Libraria
lookedlikelaughing:
“men would kill for this, or for as much”
We came back from the library. to “sleep unmolested” once meant something different. We sit like bus passengers on the sofa, somehow undone beside the loveseat deciduous myrtle, immoderate, moss-lined, flea market garnishes. Chinese food gone down on, we dress the carpet, leeks, left feet, fortune slips – one said:
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April 2011
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Intellectual sluts.
selfportraitinarustyspoon:
A friend recently reminded me that I once made the claim (in a public forum) that “I only get on with intellectual sluts.” Not only do I stand by that remark, I’m going to define what I meant. An intellectual slut is somebody who can’t get enough thinking. Not your garden variety, “should I have two biscuits or three?” style of thinking. I’m talking about the sort of...
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“Isn’t it the moment of most profound doubt that gives birth to new certainties?...”
– Vaclav Havel. (via mfs)
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“I’m a racist. I only associate myself with people that bleed red.”
– thenakedone
i'm terrible at comforting people. i'm just like
mavey:
sixbucksandadrpepper:
This is brilliant. Ive got a friend who would say this is me. Pretencious twat :)
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Beneath The Earth
alessersiren:
And, for a moment, I had sex, in my head, with the idea of pressing my lit cigarette into the flesh of my wrist. But, in the stroke of a flinch, I am reminded only of that painting by the estranged, autistic artist. The one I can almost hear scratching at my innards, so lonely.
In that coded sign hidden from myself,
I saw an unfinished end.
And there is nothing that I fear more...
"Hell" Explained by a Chemistry Student
The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington chemistry mid term. The answer by one student was so profound that the professor shared it with colleagues, via the Internet, which is, of course, why we now have the pleasure of enjoying it as well:
“Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?”
Most of the students...
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“My center is giving way, my right is pushed back; situation excellent, I am...”
– Ferdinand Foch
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“You are a slave. Do you feel it? Click refresh one more time and find out.”
– (via explorationover)
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“I am the most tired woman in the world. I am tired when I get up. Life requires...”
– Anais Nin
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“The greatest thing a human soul ever does in this world is to see something, and...”
– John Ruskin (via nathanielstuart)
mine
consensuous:
private poetry
for only my eyes to see
touching me, deeply.
I miss this.
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mfs:
… over here, doors are always opened for you…
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“I love no one but you, I have discovered, but you are far away and I am here...”
– Lemony Snicket (via deadmarch)
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i don't always want to be a bird
tellmewhyyou:
my darling sailor, have the tides made wreckage in your lovely mind? it is not your chest that i harbor home toward, it is you and only you. forget the damn nectar. my stomach is full. my lips want yours, not the wine that nestles somewhere in your chest. forgive me. you think i always want more, but i am content with nothing at all as long as it means, i have you. fuck words. fuck...
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“The dead know only one thing, it is better to be alive.”
– Full Metal Jacket (via hypnopop)
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March 2011
36 posts
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“It’s not that I’m sick of life. I’m sick with it.”
– (via alessersiren)
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“I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet...”
– D.H. Lawrence (via ish07)