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love the snow dance!
BELATE-LATE–LATE–LATED Reply . . .
Hi, are you still out there? My blog has vanished – from disuse, I'm sure. I'd reckon snow dance was ~2009. Marcus, oh, how our world has changed. Here – becoming unrecognizable. I hope you are very well – and writing.
I expect to be changing my name(s) everywhere – very uncertain how this will affect continuity of contacts. For now,
still me
I am so nervous about this school year we have so many subjects and i don't think i can make it im rying my best and my mod doesn't seem to understand how nerveracking this is she just wants me to study all the time
you can do it. school will all be over in the blink of an eye. shit gets weirder later, believe me. So find a way to enjoy it and make the most of it now. say hi to your mom for me. :)
iamdeliciouscupcake: Alison’s advice – good & true. babydelicious, you just got the gotta go back to school blues. had them all my life, too. write a song about it. or a poem, paint a drawing, draw a painting. make a sympathy card, mail it to you. laugh about it, laugh a lot. tease yourself and laugh. you are not weird, you are not alone. you’ll get through. Listen to Alison.
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PATENT PENDING.
Subway Music
black feather in shadow tree
(Source: catherinedavis)
a different ecstasy
Femme piquée par un serpent [Woman Bitten by a Snake] 1847 Auguste Clésinger (1814-1883)
Musée D'Orsay
(Source: catherinedavis) 1997
Here are excerpts of the six pieces we have slated for publication at Metazen this week…
Monday August 16
Baggage by Dan Powell
He placed each bag on a shelf in his bedroom closet, a room-sized space he could have easily converted to an en-suite if he had felt the need for one. Having...
Mass Animal Deaths: 5000+ Black Birds
Beebe, Arkansas, 12/31/10
The dead bird face girl
Grotesque art with a wax face and a bird cadaver, in Haninge culture house and library.
This photo was taken on September 12, 2009 in Haninge, Stockholm, SE, using a Pentax K100D Super
Source: kenny_lex's photostream
trainwrite:
We were just ourselves that day, without a care. It was our good fortune that this moment in time was frozen in a box camera. It was our first real New York portrait. Who we were. Only weeks before we had been at the bottom, but our blue star, as Robert called it, was rising. We boarded the F train for the long ride back, returned to our little room, and cleared off the bed, happy to be together. —Patti Smith, Just Kids
at 3:32 this morning - slow motion epiphany: NEED....ROAD....TRIP. Um, have I heard this somewhere lately?? (slow moving does nOt undermine validity.) Road trip could include water, water is a viable road, sure it is - like how about going to teach English in France? Ride motorcycles round Europe, and a Peugeot auto is pretty fine no matter what they say.) In the late afternoon, 15 minutes of shoe-shining for extra beer money. Just about ready to crawl out of my skin around now. Oh, don't be alarmed, perfectly willing to bring my skin along, (in fact I'd prefer), as long as my skin will let me out, that is.
Carolina Chocolate Drops - Hit 'Em Up style [HD] (via musicmakerfoundation)
The more times I listen to her voice, the more times I have to listen to her voice. (Is this an infinite progression?) Diabolical talent, between fiddle and voice, this woman.
Manhattan – from Brooklyn, 6:48 am, 8 February 2011
I wake up at 7am to a weak morning light. I feel somewhat rested.
But I am supposed to be waking in blackness, excruciatingly under-slept, heart pounding, ready to rush. I study the clock near my head, trying to comprehend the strategy of this enemy. No matter how much I scrutinize my clock, however, or the driver who was to ring my doorbell, it will never again be 3:00 am, Wednesday, February 2, 2011. Never. I digest this fact.
I'm supposed to be on a train bound for DC. Watching the river of today's events that have not yet happened, but now will never happen, flow heedlessly away from me, I say to myself: double darn.
Double darn is not what I say to myself.
Sure, tomorrow comes another 3am, another train. That will be a four alarm event.
"If you know you are something, be that. Cats are clear on this subject. Ah, but the inevitable human complications: if you are, say, a serial killer or pedophile, you're on your own. I don't know what to tell you." – Calliope
He did not know what he was thinking about, but his brain was swarming with beginnings of thoughts, fastened onto beginnings of other thoughts.
Paul Bowles, Let It Come Down
