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don’t be scared to speak, don’t speak with someone’s tooth, don’t bargain when you’re weak, don’t take that sharp abuse.
the antlers - wake
WILD STAYS OUT
after Tana French
THE CREATION OF THINGS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SIMPLE, BUT IT FAILED TO ACCOUNT FOR CAUSE AND EFFECT.
I.
man wakes— man builds walls / fires / rules man obeys.
man is alone. man contemplates existence. man wonders WHY CANNOT I DO AS THE WOLVES DO?
man kills.
II.
so, a humming violence settles without hesitation.
don’t call this destruction. this was a deliberate act, a quiet noise in the back of the room that everyone ignored.
i am choked by the gentleness of killing and too aware that there was a softness in this, this undoing of the first thing to be done.
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I am someone who did not die when I should have died.
Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides (via welkerose)
The power, it comes from the core and wreathes my throat in chains. It is suffocating me.
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For some reason, you will no longer be the person you believed you once were. You’ll detect slow and subtle shifts going on all around you, more importantly shifts in you. Worse, you’ll realize it’s always been shifting, like a shimmer of sorts, a vast shimmer, only dark like a room. But you won’t understand why or how.
mark z. danielewski, house of leaves (via constantdriift)
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I don’t intend to wage war. Wars are fought by warriors. Massacres, though— those are fought by monsters.
i’ll stain your white flags red | m.a.w (via dvoyd)