This is a place to post whatever I think and feel, whenever I think and feel it. To some extent, it is a continuation of my old blog, and to some extent it is exactly what it will eventually become. I don't know what that will be; I'm not there yet. (All poetry and essays are mine, unless otherwise attributed. Most images are by someone else, and the copyrights belong to them, whoever they are.)
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3rd August 2014

Photoset reblogged from The cats are throwing a bathroom party with 25,869 notes

dinaslappel:

sure was cold last night. good thing we had trash to burn for warmth

The number of “likes” for this feminist’s book-burning party is astounding.

1st July 2014

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Sonnet For My Air Conditioner

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee for the swish and breeze and chill
My skin can feel, when sun has scorched my will 
For the end of Winter and ideal Climes.
I love thee to the level of a thermostat’s
Rock-bottom low, by fans and phase conversion.
I love thee coolly, as men strive for Night;
I love thee calmly, as they turn from Light.
I love thee with a heat, so quickly drowned
In rain’s sweet downpour, and o’er evaporator cores.
I love thee with a love that never burns
With your old vents, —- I love thee for the leap,
Of faith in winds that give me life! —- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after sleep.

15th March 2014

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Home

A few days ago I woke up in the ICU at the hospital. My eyes opened to the cold, white ceiling constructed of projecting geometric shapes. And my first thought was that I wanted to go home.

The first thought I remember ever having was that I wanted to go home.

The problem is that home doesn’t exist unless you create it, or unless someone creates one for you, and I’ve never had that experience. It is as abstract a concept as infinity or eternity. Or death. Yet it is still my first thought and my last: I just want to go home.

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15th March 2014

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I Know

You held the key to an invisible box;
You did not know it, perhaps?
What was inside, I cannot tell you;
I did not know it, perhaps?
You threw it away without caring;
But I felt it when you did.
The pain was unexpected;
Your power, you felt it then.
I was unsure how to react;
And then I remembered… that I know how to forget.

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3rd December 2013

Quote reblogged from The earth is my temple 🌿🌼🌻 with 72,350 notes

It’s been a long time since I’ve been me.
— Fernando Pessoa  

Source: larmoyante

3rd December 2013

Photoset reblogged from Je ne peux pas with 419,273 notes

Best coffee table ever.

Source: frickyeah1990s

11th November 2013

Photo reblogged from Things She Loves with 106 notes

 

Spring Blossoms Overlooking the Central Park Reservoir - New York City by Vivienne Gucwa on Flickr.

 

Spring Blossoms Overlooking the Central Park Reservoir - New York City by Vivienne Gucwa on Flickr.

7th November 2013

Photo reblogged from Live your Life! with 241,610 notes

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5th November 2013

Photo reblogged from Angela McEwen with 783 notes

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5th November 2013

Photo reblogged from BoB with 306 notes

adamferriss:

smlx

adamferriss:

smlx

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3rd November 2013

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Shadow

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I have become a hollow shell,
A body where a being used to dwell.
Things that seemed real just months ago,
Are now mere shadows on the snow.
No room for passion or delight,
Just boredom, apathy and fright.
The die is cast, the pattern set,
But I’ll no longer take the bet.
From human eyes I always hide,
A random pixel cast aside.

1st November 2013

Photoset reblogged from Angela McEwen with 28,387 notes

devidsketchbook:

BODIES & SKULLS

The New Cruelty is a unique creative production agency based in New York. - “A series of still-life images featuring preserved human skulls, bodies and various internal organs.”

Source: devidsketchbook.com

31st October 2013

Photo reblogged from Model Love with 560 notes

31st October 2013

Photo reblogged from tahlulala with 2,095 notes

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22nd August 2013

Photo reblogged from Spilled.Milk with 17 notes

paradisaea:

The Oujia Board Slide Guitar by Nicholas Holcomb. A perfect blend of the idiotic and the artistic.  

paradisaea:

The Oujia Board Slide Guitar by Nicholas Holcomb. A perfect blend of the idiotic and the artistic.  

Source: teacakeart