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"One of the great fallacies of our time is that the Nazis rose to power because they imposed order on..."

Tue, 19 May 2009 16:03:00 -0400

“One of the great fallacies of our time is that the Nazis rose to power because they imposed order on chaos. Precisely the oppositte is true - they were successful because they tore up the commandments, they denied the super-ego, what you will. They said, “You may persecute the minority, you may kill, you may torture, you may couple and breed without love.” They offered humanity all its greatest temptations. Nothing is true, everything is permitted.”

- The Magus—John Fowles.

acidreams:(via Daria Karandashova)

Sat, 14 Mar 2009 12:52:38 -0400

acidreams:(via Daria Karandashova)

Flood.

Fri, 13 Mar 2009 21:22:22 -0400

Flood.:

Cheers!

Lakshmi.

Fri, 13 Mar 2009 20:33:05 -0400

Lakshmi.

Protectus.

Fri, 13 Mar 2009 16:55:43 -0400

pilarsmilk:

An ocean of song
tin coined beneath
her. Silken sashes of
wave like tides. Her dances

solo—bared—feet for
solidarity. Goddess
Isis Protectus from
ourselves. We dance
for thee. Dreamed
weaver and keeper
of this throat to eat

the word: our mother
and four fathers. Will
drown in song dance
in the raging rivers of this.

Flood.

titlepageif only all transmog’s were so precious.

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 22:18:07 -0400

titlepage

if only all transmog’s were so precious.

Since the First.

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 17:56:03 -0400

Since the first fall, she’d fallen thrice.
All different sorts of natural disasters.
You wouldn’t understand, she shouldn’t even try.

Germany.
Israel
You.

catskills:(via vesi)

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 17:33:16 -0400

catskills:(via vesi)

brightredlemons:zorbathebomb: (via therobotboy85)

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 17:32:17 -0400

brightredlemons:zorbathebomb: (via therobotboy85)

"Are you a Wasp? I didn’t think so. Please don’t take things personally."

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 17:17:30 -0400

“Are you a Wasp? I didn’t think so. Please don’t take things personally.”

- The wheel keeps spinning.

Writing's Hard (I like it)

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 15:37:43 -0400

betterthancupcakes:nosleeptillbrooklyn:

so you want to be a writer? by Charles Bukowski

if it doesn’t come bursting out of you in spite of everything, don’t do it. unless it comes unasked out of your heart and your mind and your mouth and your gut, don’t do it. if you have to sit for hours staring at your computer screen or hunched over your typewriter searching for words, don’t do it. if you’re doing it for money or fame, don’t do it. if you’re doing it because you want women in your bed, don’t do it. if you have to sit there and rewrite it again and again, don’t do it. if it’s hard work just thinking about doing it, don’t do it. if you’re trying to write like somebody else, forget about it. if you have to wait for it to roar out of you, then wait patiently. if it never does roar out of you, do something else. if you first have to read it to your wife or your girlfriend or your boyfriend or your parents or to anybody at all, you’re not ready. don’t be like so many writers, don’t be like so many thousands of people who call themselves writers, don’t be dull and boring and pretentious, don’t be consumed with self- love. the libraries of the world have yawned themselves to sleep over your kind. don’t add to that. don’t do it. unless it comes out of your soul like a rocket, unless being still would drive you to madness or suicide or murder, don’t do it. unless the sun inside you is burning your gut, don’t do it. when it is truly time, and if you have been chosen, it will do it by itself and it will keep on doing it until you die or it dies in you. there is no other way. and there never was.

1980: ”Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think...

Mon, 09 Mar 2009 21:48:36 -0400

1980:

”Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, and yet everything happens only a certain number of times . How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood that is so deeply a part of your being you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more? Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps, twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

-brandon lee quoting paul bowles

Friendship.

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 11:47:47 -0500

She see’s her walk in, soul colored like his own.
She see’s him see her. She tears her heart out and lets him go.

To Defer.

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 11:46:18 -0500

There was a time when she edited her music selection.
There was a time when she stopped speaking.
There was a time when other people’s feelings mattered.

That time is killed now.

Reformation.

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 11:45:36 -0500

Dancing, in the rainy city streets, she is
laughing at the band-aid suture mock.
Laughing at the blood, laughing at life
that can do little more than lie, and the other’s
using what they have to substantiate or repair
this which can be fixed, if people would only try.

Laugh, loud, laugh mad. She didn’t want to touch him.
She wanted to feed him, she wanted her friend.
He was never there.
He was always there.
The loss, the longing, the word’s
drip around until it seemed to be desire.

That was perspective. She had lover’s.

He wasn’t to be one. But friends, friendship,
that gift rarely found. A general mock, just look around

She thought she’d found one.

"people earn respect, or lose it. it isn’t about the gilding. it’s humanity, or lack thereof."

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 11:42:11 -0500

“people earn respect, or lose it. it isn’t about the gilding.
it’s humanity, or lack thereof.”

- p

"Everybody’s too scared to deal with children all the time, so we reject them and send them away and..."

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 09:58:03 -0500

“Everybody’s too scared to deal with children all the time, so we reject them and send them away and torture them. The ones who survive are the conformists - their bodies are cut to the size of the suits - the ones we label good. The ones who don’t fit the suits either are put in mental homes or become artists.”

- John Lennon (via claytoncubitt) (via moonrat)

Stand-up comedy.

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 18:38:05 -0500

“Your momma this, your momma that. We all know your momma is too fat.” Now that was funny. Or was it simply insecurity pointing fingers? I’m sorry, but I find true comedy in that which can reflect on itself, laugh, and in the process help someone else realize something through laughter. Even something minimal, like brushing your teeth will keep the drill from your pearls.

"a person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem. or as good, as bad, as vulnerable, as..."

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 11:16:13 -0500

“a person is never as quiet or unrestrained as they seem. or as good, as bad, as vulnerable, as strong, or as sweet. we are thickly layered, page by page, behind simple covers. and love - it is not the book itself, but the binding. it can either rip us apart or hold us together.”

- [unknown] (via oneshouldreadeverything) (via lovehopehate)

misterpeace:f0g: another untitled (via dg)

Thu, 05 Mar 2009 11:14:03 -0500

misterpeace:f0g: another untitled (via dg)