“This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces… And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.”
— Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka • Ask me anything
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The New Yorker
TAO LIN TUMBLR PRESENCE
colorcolor
BART SCHANEMAN
teamsweeting
Wake Up
little to say
Tumblr Staff
hows a building get so tall
Secret VHS Collection
Ballerinas Dance with Machine Guns
lourgette
books love back
m00n milk
DEE
yellow tiger electric eel
FYEAH, STRANGE FINDS!
Awesome Spaces
The Skidtorialist
Vintage National Geographic Scans
figurines/spectacles
HIPSTER RUNOFF
Mind Your Musings
— Franz Kafka, The Diaries of Franz Kafka • Ask me anything
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(*) The Only Magic Left is Artthis abstract thing going abstract far...
The New Yorker
TAO LIN TUMBLR PRESENCE
colorcolor
BART SCHANEMAN
teamsweeting
Wake Up
little to say
Tumblr Staff
hows a building get so tall
Secret VHS Collection
Ballerinas Dance with Machine Guns
lourgette
books love back
m00n milk
DEE
yellow tiger electric eel
FYEAH, STRANGE FINDS!
Awesome Spaces
The Skidtorialist
Vintage National Geographic Scans
figurines/spectacles
HIPSTER RUNOFF
Mind Your Musings
So much of space between us two We kiss the planets when we kiss No closeness ever shuts this out Diane Di Prima
We kiss the planets when we kiss
No closeness ever shuts this out
So much of space between us two
And all the ether knows your hand
And dust from Saturn foils my tongue
So much black light caresses us
But mouth from shoulder, thigh from thigh
Explosive air unwinds our love
So distance holds, so love is safe
“It is a peculiar feeling when, in the midst of enjoyment, one looks at it in order to remember.”
— Soren Kierkegaard, Either/Or (via dankbear)
(Source: boggybilly)
Anonymous asked: A book you really really enjoy?
Hey, right now I’m reading “The Corrections” by Jonathan Franzen and it’s pretty prolific!
“Limber conversation is the most bewitching of lures. Eyes held. Minds caught in the promise of new ideas. For that moment, those engaged in the aerial dance of words are held in the dazzling light of possibilities.”
— From this quote, it’s clear Terry Tempest Williams knows a thing or two about life’s truths. She reveals more in “Coyote Clan”
“Gone, the birthright of the uninterupted gaze. Gone, perception’s voluptuous stretch. But the body, aparently, never accustoms itself to time’s stampede. It gets the jitters, the mind cracks experience into jagged pieces. We become postmodern, which is to say, speedy.”
— Patricia Hampl seems to articulate my anxiety quite nicely in “Blue Arabesque: A Search For The Sublime”
“Oh, the alcoholic afternoons
When we sat in your rooms
They meant more to me
Than any, than any living thing on earth”
— “These Things Take Time”- The Smiths
