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[gayvampyr]

me after a minor inconvenience: i hope i get hit by a [remembers i’m anti car-centric infrastructure] pedestrian

[sa1tow1tz]

I'm so fascinated by how torrenting is basically a foreign concept to Gen Z... One of the young interns at work questioned me about it yesterday like I was an exotic animal, wide-eyed with morbid fascination. Their world is confined to streaming services.

[newloverofbeauty]

Francis Bacon: Two Figures in the Grass (1953)

[smnvc]

moon thief

[pjackk]

i'm madly in love with you

Get real

[pjackk]

Do u still want me

[sa1tow1tz]

[sa1tow1tz]

[sa1tow1tz]

“There is no road keep going!”

— Etel Adnan, from The Spring Flowers Own & The Manifestations of the Voyage

[sa1tow1tz]

Forgot to bring rice cakes for the crows who recognize me on my way to work so I'm gonna kms

[ontologicalevil]

The trick is to be more curious than you're scared.

[agooduniverse]

“Instead I prayed, oh Lord, let me be something useful and unpretentious. Even the chimney swift sings. Even the cobblestones have a task to do, and do it well. Lord, let me be a flower, even a tare; or a sparrow. Or the smallest bright stone in a ring worn by someone brave and kind, whose name I will never know.”

— Mary Oliver, “More Beautiful than the Honey Locust Tree Are the Words of the Lord,” from Thirst

[freshmoviequotes]

Black Moon (1975)

[sa1tow1tz]

My spontaneous breakfast of scrambled tofu with tomatoes and green beans absolutely smothered in garlic and downed with black coffee is what I imagine to be the food equivalence to snorting a line

[jacobwren]

“To rise early, to hurry down to the driveway, to look for the paper, take it out from its yellow bag, to read on the front-page WAR, to notice that WAR takes half a page, to feel a shiver down the spine, to tell that that’s it, to know that they dared, that they jumped the line, to read that Baghdad is being bombed, to envision a rain of fire, to hear the noise, to be heart-broken, to stare at the trees, to go up slowly while reading, to come back to the front-page, read WAR again, to look at the word as if it were a spider, to feel paralyzed, to look for help within oneself, to know helplessness, to pick up the phone, to give up, to get dressed, to look through the windows, to suffer from the day’s beauty, to hate to death the authors of such crimes, to realize that it’s useless to think, to pick up the purse, to go down the stairs, to see people smashed to a pulp, to say yes indeed the day is beautiful, not to know anything, to go on walking, to take notice of people’s indifference towards each other.” – Etel Adnan, In the Heart of the Heart of Another Country

[apoemaday]

"It was not death, for I stood up"

by Emily Dickinson

It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues, for noon.

It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl, -- Nor fire, for just my marble feet Could keep a chancel cool.

And yet it tasted like them all; The figures I have seen Set orderly, for burial, Reminded me of mine,

As if my life were shaven And fitted to a frame, And could not breathe without a key; And ‘twas like midnight, some,

When everything that ticked has stopped, And space stares, all around, Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns Repeal the beating ground.

But most like chaos -- stopless, cool, -- Without a chance or spar, Or even a report of land To justify despair.

[thelonguepuree]

Poem 355 in the Franklin edition, est. date of composition: summer 1862

[sa1tow1tz]

You blink once and fig season is over

[seymourmusicclub]

The Roches - Hammond Song

[thelonguepuree]

Why do I feel like this song is a metaphor for academia