Le Petit Crabe

About the blood flowing in my veins. About the places I set my feet. About life and the ocean and the mountains. About death about life about happening. About Beauty and Sadness and Culture and Love. Mostly about love.

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"Love is a celestial respiration of the air of paradise. I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat was threadbare-- there were holes at his elbows; the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul."

Les Miserables - Victor Hugo

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"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?" “That depends a great deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat. “I don’t much care where-” said Alice “Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.

Lewis Carol’s Alice in Wonderland

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Here's the original: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6nZGv8VTBVE

The book of love is long and boring

No one can lift the damn thing

It's full of charts and facts, some figures and instructions for dancing

But I,

I love it when you read to me.

And you,

You can read me anything.

  The book of love has music in it,

In fact that's where music comes from.

Some of it is just transcendental,

Some of it is just really dumb.

  But I,

I love it when you sing to me.

And you,

You can sing me anything.

  The book of love is long and boring,

And written very long ago.

It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes,

And things we're all too young to know.

  But I,

I love it when you give me things.

And you,

You ought to give me wedding rings.

  And I,

I love it when you give me things.

And you,

You ought to give me wedding rings.

You ought to give me wedding rings.

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Even After All this time The Sun never says To the Earth, "You owe me." Look What happens With a love like that. It lights the Whole Sky

Hafiz

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i am the ocean the sea the storm i am the goddess the creator the cauldron i am the love the joy the pain i am the rainbow the colours the grey i am the universe the heaven the hell i am the mother the saviour the villain i am the dream the hope the nightmare i am the butterfly the deer the fox i am the world the best the worst i am the light the ray the shadow i am the temple the synagogue the grave

Vidhi Jane - i am

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There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow.

Keri Hulme- "The Bone People"

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Michael Lee - “Pass On”

"The theory of six degrees of separation was never meant to see how many people we could find. It was a set of directions to find the people we have lost."

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People often say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder.

—Salma Hayek (via carrierudzinski)

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Gage Wallace - "How We Have Learned To Love"

"When firearms were first made widely available during war times, many soldiers still preferred to use the bow and arrow. It is thought that if the shooter could see the eyes of the man he was killing he never would have fired. This is how we have learned to love separating into couch cushions shooting wildly as if we don't know who we are wounding."

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Ethan Smith "Grit"

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"Apple Trees" Caroline Harvey

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"The theory of diminishing returns holds that over time humans will adjust their expectations to accommodate any change in circumstance. When the metaphorical bar has been raised anything beneath it becomes insignificant. A body that has been part of another body will never be comfortable with an other wise perfectly adequate life alone. Which is to say, I miss you. Even when you're still around."

Nate Mondschein - “The Ostrich”

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1. Turn the volume all the way up. 2. Dance. 3. Thank me later. 

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Lovely days

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Donte Collins - “For My Nieces Over North” "Your mother is half Christian, half drunk; your father is leap year in cigar; and you, you are the marathon baton waiting to be dropped." Performing at Aziza Barnes’s book release for me Aunt Jemima and the nailgun.

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"1. The nights you wander into Hope he is a map of the United States sprawled at the heart of a school yard and you learn to love the America you always believed you could. Your legs are a bridge back to a heart you left somewhere up North, and you become the hungry luminescence of winter, an entire coastline of tree stumps, the endless return home: this is how you have survived for so long - how you slip into the gasping arms of a new season. 2. When my best friend becomes a light I do not recognize, I dream of insects dying. When his tongue becomes a snake in the desert of my self worth, I am memorized. I have been left so many times I forgot what it looked like. I understood how it felt to be nothing - I just forgot I would have to wake up to it again tomorrow. 3. When you call me, I fall asleep watching asteroids and satellites collide in the infinite amount of space across my ceiling. If I were the God of Tiny Miracles I would make you the first burst of Autumn: the world's last hurrah, the promise that Yes We Are Alive! This is how beautiful we have always been but not one has ever really seen us! 4. I am Doubt's favorite mistress: her five hundred hands pulsing in my stomach. I am the first one who walked away. The fear of your own body. The last time he woke you up in the night to prove you were actually in his bed. Call me your smoke, this heat, I am your mother's shame. I am the nights you worked until you could no longer stand so you could do it again in the morning, the time your own mouth cost you a friend, and your own hands: silent and shaking. I am every time someone proved you were not worth it: that you were never really worth it. 5. Darling, will you take me in? Will you throw a fist of the earth up into that hazy blue thundering of a sky I've been loving? Sometimes I count the second before I fall asleep. I never make it past the shape of your teeth. You look like an ocean I'm not afraid of dying inside. 6. You understood the possibility of failure inside each of us and you said haven't you ever seen a human being terrified of their own possibility? Haven't you ever found the end of your own beginning and know that This- This Was The Moment You Must Go Beyond Yourself. For the end of yourself as your own ghost- Leapt with the belief that you are someone else's beginning every time you choose to love another human being. That you are a constant celebration of belief- that you will always be your own terror but you must not surrender. You must never surrender."

The Endless Return home: The Moments I Could not turn back

Carrie Rudzinski

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"I end up in the bathtub next to the smallest carburetor, who just realized the boy she has been sleeping next to for the past two years would have the exact same day whether or not he woke up next to her-- and I watch her cry until all the pools inside of her dry up and the fish pour out onto the bathroom floor, gasping for us to put her back together."

The Endless Return Home: "Carburetors" -Carrie Rudzinski