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Linkin Park's first album, Hybrid Theory, was released 18 years ago today! #LinkinPark #HybridTheory #HT18 #HybridTheory18 https://www.instagram.com/p/BpVFeaDnB_c/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ivdyrl97om0y
When I am laid, am laid in earth, may my wrongs create No trouble, no trouble in, in thy breast
i am so excited for shakespeare ahhhHhhHh
PSA i will follow my friends 2 the end of the earth n i am so full of love
so in other news i just wrote 500 words of essay while a bit drunk and honestly i think they were pretty decent well done me
#tbt sufjan
And there was this long enraptured, amazingly unbroken moment in which I just loved him, in a way I can’t really explain after the fact— just was completely consumed by this… tenderness; the fact that I’ve been listening to those songs for so long— To Be Alone With You on a cool pine-scented morning while coming back from a run; many late nights with Death With Dignity; Blue Bucket of Gold alone at dawn on Sunset Road; Casimir Pulaski Day while kneeling on my desk putting up my Camus print— and now… he is actually extant on the same plane of reality as I am, it is actually this guy with the recorder (and assoc. cache of weird instruments) and the vaguely nice shoulder blades and sheet of Montaigne quotes which he produced out of nowhere who is just… there. Living, breathing, making ironic asides about death and ageing, rather adorably flubbing “You gave your body to the lonely.” Because it’s lovely and strange to be aware that you have had such an intimate glimpse into him, and at the same time not know anything about him, really, at all. And as is always the case with me and sensitive artsy white men, I just really, really wanted to… know him. In a sort of sacred quiet intimate way.
(Because he seems like he’d be nice to know. Because he talks about Michel de Montaigne and Flannery O’Connor. Because he is so aware of the space his music occupies in the collective psyche. Because he does covers of Drake —I was disappointed I didn’t get to hear the infamous “Hotline Bling a la Sufjan”— and leans over the piano like an angel. Because he says rather quaintly affirming things, with a strong dash of eclectic philosophy; because he comes across so… abstracted, preoccupied, soft-spoken.)
“I am an immigrant,” said Del Toro in a veiled rebuke to President Donald Trump’s immigration crackdown. “The greatest thing art does and our industry does is erase the lines in the sand. We should continue doing that when the world tells us to make them deeper.”
When I hear people cautioning others to not "politicize" certain events, I wonder what world they live in. It's an extremely privileged point of view. Politics is not theoretical, it affects our everyday world in the most intimate ways. Whoever's in charge can impact our lives, our futures, with a swipe of his pen.
Later, the Eagle offers to tell Chaucer more about the stars, but Chaucer declines, saying he is too old.
same tbh