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    Descriptive info: .. “.. 21 May, 2014.. ∞ permalink.. The most interesting thing about the world is its fantastic and unpsychoanalyzed character, its wretched and gallant personality, its horrible idiocy and its magnificent intelligence, its unbelievable cruelty and its equally unbelievable kindness, its gorilla stupor, its canary cheerfulness, its thundering divinity, and its whimpering commonness.. William Saroyan.. 8 April, 2014.. Faith, in its broadest sense, is about far more than belief in the existence of God or the disregard of scientific evidence.. Faith is the willingness to give ourselves over, at times, to things we do not fully understand.. Faith is the belief in things larger than ourselves.. Faith is the ability to honor stillness at some moments and at others to ride the passion and exuberance that is the artistic impulse, the flight of the imagination, the full engagement with this strange and shimmering world.. Alan Lightman.. 25 January, 2014.. Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s.. Anaïs Nin.. (via.. ratak-monodosico.. ).. (Source:.. larmoyante.. , via.. 25 November, 2013.. There is a secret  ...   if he were trying to distance himself from a thing still too close to him in time.. In existential mathematics, that experience takes the form of two basic equations: the degree of slowness is directly proportion to the intensity of memory; the degree of speed is directly proportional to the intensity of forgetting.. Milan Kundera,.. Slowness.. liquidnight.. †.. 14 November, 2013.. theremina.. 29 October, 2013.. Out of monuments, names, words, proverbs, traditions, private records and evidences, fragments of stories, passages of books, and the like, we do save and recover somewhat from the deluge of time.. Francis Bacon.. , “On History,” c.. 1620.. nickkahler.. 28 October, 2013.. I remember.. how seeing the shape of your mouth.. that first time, I kept staring.. until my blood turned to rain.. Some things take root.. in the brain and just don’t.. let go.. T.. S.. Eliot.. 25 October, 2013.. André Gide.. nevver.. the red colobus.. The red colobus are Old World monkeys of the genus Piliocolobus.. Archive.. RSS Feed.. Further in the Past.. Wakalixes makes it go!.. Theme by.. Mignolo.. Powered by.. Tumblr..

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    Descriptive info: Month.. May 2014.. 1 post.. May 21, 2014.. April 2014.. Apr 8, 2014.. 1 note.. January 2014.. Jan 25, 2014.. 4,042 notes.. November 2013.. 2 posts.. Nov 25, 2013.. 4,938 notes.. Nov 14, 2013.. 2,147 notes.. October 2013.. 9 posts.. Oct 29, 2013.. 19 notes.. Oct 28, 2013.. 2 notes.. Oct 25, 2013.. 4,211 notes.. Humanity is the rich effluvium, it is the waste and the manure and the soil, and from it grows the tree of the arts.. Ezra Pound.. Oct 24, 2013.. 484 notes.. someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.. e.. e.. cummings.. Oct 23, 2013.. 87,106 notes.. Even naked I hold.. a suitcase of secrets.. Lisa Allen Ortiz, from “.. The Ventriloquist’s Heart.. ”.. Oct 22, 2013.. 2,354 notes.. At the deepest level people are madder than they want to believe.. You will find that they fear being eaten, and are alarmed by their desire to devour others.. Hanif Kureishi,.. Something to Tell You.. Oct 21, 2013.. 2,501 notes.. Capitalism would have us believe that we only deserve to be here because of what we produce, and even in our counter- cultures, even in our movements we reproduce the same idea.. We only deserve to be here because of what we can produce that other people will buy with their money, time or attention.. Our experience of our own lives is secondary, it is only the means of production, it is the products that matter, and unless we make ourselves into both factories and widgets we are not valuable.. Alexis Pauline Gumbs.. Oct 20, 2013.. 6,295 notes.. Is the scene always visual? It can be aural, the frame can be linguistic: I can fall in love with a sentence spoken to me: and not only because it says something which manages to touch my desire, but because of its syntactical turn (framing), which will inhabit me like a memory.. Roland Barthes; A Lover’s Discourse.. 493 notes.. May 2013.. 5 posts.. Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem;.. I whisper with my lips close to your ear,.. I have loved many women and men, but I love none better than you.. Walt Whitman, from “To You,” from.. Leaves of Grass, 1900.. May 24, 2013.. Body cells replace themselves every month.. Even at this very moment… Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.. Haruki Murakami,.. A Wild Sheep Chase.. May 9, 2013.. 188 notes.. “And I, infinitesima l being,.. drunk with the great starry.. void,.. likeness, image of.. mystery,.. I felt myself a pure part.. of the abyss,.. I wheeled with the stars,.. my heart broke loose on the wind.. ”.. Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets.. May 7, 2013.. 1,309 notes.. There are tears which pierce through the earth and rise as stars in other skies.. I wonder who has wept our stars?.. E.. M.. Cioran.. May 2, 2013.. 571 notes.. even here, even at the beginning of love,.. her hand leaving his face makes.. an image of departure.. and they think.. they are free to overlook.. this sadness.. Louise Glück, from “The Garden” from.. The Wild Iris.. May 1, 2013.. 20 notes.. March 2013.. 3 posts.. There are ways of dying that don’t end in funerals.. Types of death you can’t smell.. Haruki Murakami.. Mar 30, 2013.. 8,702 notes.. Mar 28, 2013.. 2,734 notes.. I was just learning to be human.. and upright among all that life.. And what was real was stranger.. than night with its dust of unnamed suns.. Rachel Jamison Webster, from “.. Kauai.. Mar 14, 2013.. 135 notes.. January 2013.. 4 posts.. She had what it took: great hair, a profound understanding of strategic lip gloss, the intelligence to understand the world and a tiny secret interior deadness which meant she didn’t care.. Douglas Adams,.. Mostly Harmless.. Jan 23, 2013.. 7,824 notes.. Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I’m gazing at a distant star.. It’s dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago.. Maybe the star doesn t even exist any more.. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.. South of the Border, West of the Sun.. Jan 9, 2013.. 1,606 notes.. Come now, don’t make such a funeral face.. It isn’t dying that’s sad; it’s living when you’re not happy.. Octave Mirbeau,.. Le Jardin des supplices..  ...   the root and the bud of the bud.. and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows.. higher than soul can hope or mind can hide).. and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart.. i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart).. [i carry your heart with me(i carry it in].. By E.. Cummings.. Oct 15, 2012.. 173 notes.. September 2012.. Time is a game played beautifully by children.. Heraclitus,.. Fragments.. Sep 23, 2012.. 232 notes.. Perhaps everything exists only because something else does.. Nothing just is, everything coexists; perhaps that’s right.. I feel that I would not exist at this hour (or at lest that I would not exist in the exact way that I exist, with my present consciousness of myself which because it is consciousness and because it is present is, at this moment, entirely me) if that lamp were not lit over there, somewhere a lighthouse marking nothing, erected on the false privilege lent but its height.. I feel this because I feel nothing.. I think this because this is all nothing.. Nothing, nothing, just part of the night and silence and whatever emptiness, negativity and inconsistency I shared with them, the space that exists between me and me, a thing mislaid by some god.. Fernando Pessoa.. Sep 22, 2012.. 562 notes.. More and more frequently the edges.. of me dissolve and I become.. a wish to assimilate the world, including.. you, if possible through the skin.. like a cool plant’s tricks with oxygen.. and live by a harmless green burning.. I would not consume.. you or ever.. finish, you would still be there.. surrounding me, complete.. as the air.. Margaret Atwood, excerpt from “More and More”.. Sep 21, 2012.. 557 notes.. The greatest enemy of knowledge is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.. Stephen Hawking.. Sep 20, 2012.. 499 notes.. What we see is not made up of what we are seeing but rather from what we are.. August 2012.. Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking and loving and dreaming.. At night everything is more intense, more true.. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning.. The tragedy of man is that he doesn t know how to distinguish between day and night.. He says things at night that should only be said by day.. Elie Wiesel, Dawn.. Aug 4, 2012.. July 2012.. Cynicism masquerades as wisdom, but it is the farthest thing from it.. Because cynics don t learn anything.. Because cynicism is a self-imposed blindness, a rejection of the world because we are afraid it will hurt us or disappoint us.. Cynics always say no.. But saying yes begins things.. Saying yes is how things grow.. Saying yes leads to knowledge.. (Stephen Colbert).. Jul 5, 2012.. Jul 4, 2012.. Wrong solitude vinegars the soul,.. right solitude oils it.. How fragile we are, between the few.. good moments.. Jane Hirshfield.. from “Vinegar and Oil”.. 4,363 notes.. June 2012.. It is fabled that we slowly lose the gift of speech with animals, that birds no longer visit our windowsills to converse.. As our eyes grow accustomed to sight they armor themselves against wonder.. Leonard Cohen.. Jun 8, 2012.. Those who are willing to be vulnerable move among mysteries.. Theodore Roethke,.. Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke.. journalofanobody.. Jun 7, 2012.. 685 notes.. #Theodore Roethke.. Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said.. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made.. Or a garden planted.. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you re there.. It doesn t matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that s like you after you take your hands away.. The difference between the man who just cuts lawns and a real gardener is in the touching, he said.. The lawn-cutter might just as well not have been there at all; the gardener will be there a lifetime.. Ray Bradbury.. Next page.. 2013.. 2014.. January.. 1.. February.. March.. April.. May.. June.. July.. August.. September.. October.. November.. December.. 2012.. 4.. 3.. 5.. 9.. 2.. 2011.. 12.. 14.. 11.. 7.. 15.. 8.. 2010.. 33.. 34.. 35.. 38.. 26.. 29.. 24.. 21.. 16.. 10.. 2009.. 13.. 20.. 2008.. 18.. 2007..

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