December 2010
yes yes: And I saw it didn’t matterwho had loved... →
yesyes:
And I saw it didn’t matter who had loved me or who I loved. I was alone. The black oily asphalt, the slick beauty of the Iranian attendant, the thickening clouds—nothing was mine. And I understood finally, after a semester of philosophy, a thousand books of poetry, after death and childbirth and…
Where Science, Art and Photography Intersect (25... →
There’s a common misunderstanding among all the human beings who have ever been...
– Pema Chodron
Snowdrops
Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know what despair is; then winter should have meaning for you.
I did not expect to survive, earth suppressing me. I didn’t expect to waken again, to feel in damp earth my body able to respond again, remembering after so long how to open again in the cold light of earliest spring —
afraid, yes, but among you again crying yes risk joy
in the raw wind of...
I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking,...
– Carl Sagan, who passed away on this day in 1996.
(See also: #sagan forever.)
The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love
I leave the number and a short message on every green Volvo in town
Is anything wrong? I miss you. 574-7423
The phone rings constantly. One says, Are you bald? Another, How tall are you in your stocking feet? Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong. I miss you, too. Come quick.
— Ronald Koertge
The Night Migrations
This is the moment when you see again the red berries of the mountain ash and in the dark sky the birds’ night migrations. It grieves me to think the dead won’t see them— these things we depend on, they disappear. What will the soul do for solace then? I tell myself maybe it won’t need these pleasures anymore; maybe just not being is simply enough, hard as that is to imagine.
— Louise Glück
If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.
– Haruki Murakami ~ Kafka on the Shore
Every time I look into his eyes I just want to take the ice cream or whatever...
– Banana Yoshimoto, Goodbye Tsugumi
The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this, too, was a gift.
—Mary Oliver
There are certain emotions in your body that not even your best friend can...
– Björk
took a Pikachu the other day and now you say, take a Chansey the mystery and Ill...
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Natural Devolution in the “Swampy” Southland :... →
I think this is a sign of being old, right?
kellyoxford:
So I’ve heard this girl rapper on a few albums, she sounds like a baby then she switches and sounds like a monster? And I’ve seen this girl below in photos. And I’ve read the name Nikki Minaj… So I’m putting the three together and assuming it’s the same person. I don’t even give a shit if I’m right or not. I’m just doing it.
i’ll just leave this here.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself...
There are too many streets, too many names, too many fights, too many instances...
To Myself
You are riding the bus again
burrowing into the blackness of...
– franz wright
Alcohol
You do look a little ill.
But we can do something about that, now....
– franz wright
Homage
There are a few things I will miss,
a girl with no shirt on
lighting...
– Franz Wright, from The Beforelife (2000)
You are too good for doors. Therefore, I pledge to open them for you. Car doors. Store doors. House Doors. Cafe doors. Many other doors. I’ll open jars, too. You need not be trifled with them either.
And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain...
– Douglas Coupland