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I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough to make every moment holy. I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough just to lie before you like a thing, shrewd and secretive. I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will, as it goes toward action; and in those quiet, sometimes hardly moving times, when something is coming near, I want to be with those who know secret things or else alone. I want to be a mirror for your whole body, and I never want to be blind, or to be too old to hold up your heavy and swaying picture. I want to unfold. I don’t want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie. and I want my grasp of things to be true before you. I want to describe myself like a painting that I looked at closely for a long time, like a saying that I finally understood, like the pitcher I use every day, like the face of my mother, like a ship that carried me through the wildest storm of all.

Rainer Maria Rilke

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And while they're at it, they're all talking to each other – photos and messages and films being flung about. Or rather, they're arguing with each other – with multiple iCloud and Dropbox accounts on multiple devices, and it all gets a bit murky. The place may be a lot less cluttered, but my shoebox full of photos never used to require this much constant administration. Quite when, where and how it's okay to delete content is all sorts of confusing. It's not so much living in the cloud as getting lost in the fog.

Apple's Silent Invasion of the Home by Daniel Gray

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I want to see you. Know your voice. Recognize you when you first come 'round the corner. Sense your scent when I come into a room you've just left. Know the lift of your heel, the glide of your foot. Become familiar with the way you purse your lips then let them part, just the slightest bit, when I lean in to your space and kiss you. I want to know the joy of how you whisper "more”

- Rumi 

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Dreams that you've been revived

Dreams that you've been revived dreams that you're still alive called for help within a dream called your name before it seems you smiled and laughed and mocked me but you never mocked a dead tree you never smiled antagonizingly but in my dream you seemed to forget who you were. A 7 foot tall paramedic and a cell phone that didn't exist then served to save your life my quick wit, my one call, could have been two but just one and it was enough it was sufficient to bring you back to recommission your role in that life in this life so it seems you were dead then alive so it seems you weren't Jesus Christ after all but you were good you were good you were back again.

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Black testified that Bruner confessed to shooting Moore with one of two guns he had taken to the parking lot of the Northstar Stadium 14 theaters on Northpark Lane after seeing a photo of Moore and Dawn Bruner together that was posted on Facebook. The detective said Bruner told him that he and his teenage daughter were at a McDonald’s restaurant when the girl, checking out her Facebook page on her smartphone, saw a picture of her mother in the company of Moore with a caption that read “Date Night.” The picture, posted on Moore’s Facebook page, was “tagged” with Dawn Bruner’s name and consequently popped up on her daughter’s page. Dawn Bruner told the court that Moore had asked a woman to take the photo of them in front of the theater complex with his phone. Black said the defendant acknowledged seeing the photo at the restaurant and taking his daughter home, where they looked it up a second time on a computer screen. Bruner admitted that he then grabbed two handguns, a Ruger LCP and a Glock, and headed for the theater complex with the intention of confronting the couple, the detective said.

Jeffrey Bruner, accused killer of MSSU coach, bound over for trial » Top Stories » The Joplin Globe, Joplin, MO, submitted by Tyler P. (via new-aesthetic)

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Xiamen, China. December 2013.

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Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you.

Carl Jung (via arpeggia) h/t adammoore

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I met the girl recently who (like me) likes me and black coffee and not milk tea and naturally we talked about we without hesitating without escaping sat in silence noting the erasing of the stars by our city ending each day with a puff of smoke sent to our air rescinding nature’s presence ending before it really got started or had a chance to know everything or sit under the tree again years later when everything has changed everything except the coffee and the smoke and the tree and we.

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17 seconds from China, from a hotel in a city called Ningde.

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From Out The Cave

When you have been at war with yourself for so many years that you have forgotten why, when you have been driving for hours and only gradually begin to realize that you have lost the way, when you have cut hastily into the fabric, when you have signed papers in distraction, when it has been centuries since you watched the sun set or the rain fall, and the clouds, drifting overhead, pass as flat as anything on a postcard; when, in the midst of these everyday nightmares, you understand that you could wake up, you could turn and go back to the last thing you remember doing with your whole heart: that passionate kiss, the brilliant drop of love rolling along the tongue of a green leaf, then you wake, you stumble from your cave, blinking in the sun, naming every shadow as it slips.

(Joyce Sutphen) 

via Ian Morgan Cron

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12 Seconds from China

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16 Seconds from China - March 29, 2012

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Columbia MO coal

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I-44 today.

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Tyler of Carthage: "Pillage" (ft. Yuan YueMei)