December 2009
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Life resolution.
Photo by Cole Ramstad
Guilty, once again.
beautifulordinaire:
One of the chief obstacles to this perfection of selfless charity is the selfish anxiety to get the most out of everything, to be a brilliant success in our own eyes and in the eyes of other men. We can only get rid of this anxiety by being content to miss something in almost everything we do. We cannot master everything, taste everything,...
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“There must come a time when jazz once again enjoys a broad appeal, without...”
– Bill Barnes
I’ve been thinking about this for a very long time. I hope to be able to present my own thoughts in the very near future.
She looked at him with her eyes full and her mouth half open. It looked like she wanted to say something… something significant. Something that would make everything fall into place. Something that would bring the blur of mixed emotions and confusion into focus. Some miracle phrase that would renew the seam where everything fell apart. Her tongue was a needle, all she needed was the right...
“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone...”
– Elizabeth Gilbert Eat, Pray, Love
Sent to me from Ayme who, based on this description, is exactly that.
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With every minute his heart grew larger. It’s funny how the body tends to enlarge whatever is infected. It swells and fills itself with its infection as if the larger it grows the more threatening it may appear to its aggressor, not realizing the backwards logic at work. He thought he was going to choke. He could feel it climbing through his throat trying to make its way out of his mouth as if...
“In a morbid condition, dreams are often distinguished by their remarkably...”
– Fyodor Dostoevsky
Crime and Punishment
I rarely dream and often wonder if it has to do with my mental health (healthy or otherwise?). I’d like to think that my imagination is so active during my waking hours that there’s nothing left to dream at night. Unfortunately, I have a...
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The Wolves (Act I And II)- Bon Iver
“Someday my...
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Berceuse (Lullaby)- Frederic Chopin
“Snow...
Blood, every time.
He never thought to go easy. In fact he never remembered the blood until he spit into the sink, always surprised by the pale red streaks in the soapy foam. He would look in the mirror and smile, not the way people smile when they’re pleased or even the way they flash fake smiles to keep from showing their true feelings. He smiled mechanically, the same way you might lift up...
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Sometimes I get so wrapped up in writing I end up...