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Happy Independence Day
I am an american. The long tried, sun tested, honest walking men. With fire born, rose hip, Lilly Bell women. The forest green, grizzly bear, red painted frontier. Of bold shame, swift justice, where traitors hang. This is the nation in which i was born. But i choose my nation’s fathers, as Pecos Bill, Davy Crockett, Johnny Apple Seed and the blessed Native American lands.
Potty Mouth - Sleep Talk
Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.
Margaret Atwood, from The Penelopiad. (via literarymiscellany)
A hole is nothing / but what remains around it. / My brother stood
Brave, unconcerned, mocking, violent—thus wisdom wants us: she is a woman and loves only a warrior.
Friederich Nietzsche - Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via tierney922)
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When being cool means being dead And your better thoughts are better left unsaid
throw down all your luck, throw down all your blues come to the death party, you ain't got nothing to lose
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Lauren Utter 2013
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The world is not a unified and harmonious structure. From the baby's desertion of the womb to the clear demarcations between land and sea, night and day,oil and vinegar, chalk and cheese, inside and out, substances seek SEPARATION. For every pull towards union there's equal or greater pressure to DIVIDE, disperse, disentangle, disintegrate. You never fully merge with anyone,you never fully UNDERSTAND anyone including yourself. You come out of nothing, come out with nothing. It would be insulting to MISREPRESENT this, to suggest there could ever be togetherness that made up for how lonely we are.
Dot in the Universe by Lucy Ellmann pg. 25
” Joey” by Jason Edmiston
I don’t know how to braid.
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