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@tothehazelwood
If oxen and horses and lions had hands and were able to draw with their hands and do the same things as men, horses would draw the shapes of gods to look like horses and oxen would draw them to look like oxen, and each would make the gods' bodies have the same shape as they themselves had.
Xenophanes
Thoughts I had whilst outside this evening.
Poetry in a different form.
Waiting for Godot 2013
[Godot shows up 15 minutes late with Starbucks]
Ophelia - Sir John Everett Millais (1852)
When the gusts came around to blow me down, I held on as tightly as you held onto me.
Cinematic Orchestra - To Build A Home.
No matter what anybody tells you, words and ideas CAN change the world.
Beautiful. Religion is no pre-requisite for music like this.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock.
Marilyn Monroe losing herself in Joyce's Ulysses.
Is it wonderful that I should be immortal? as every one is immortal; I know it is wonderful, but my eyesight is equally wonderful, and how I was conceived in my mother's womb is equally wonderful; And pass'd from a babe, in the creeping trance of a couple of summers and winters, to articulate and walk; all this is equally wonderful. And that my Soul embraces you this hour, and we affect each other without ever seeing each other, and never perhaps to see each other, is every bit as wonderful. And that I can think such thoughts as these, is just as wonderful; And that I can remind you, and you think them, and know them to be true, is just as wonderful. And that the moon spins round the earth, and on with the earth, is equally wonderful, And that they balance themselves with the sun and stars, is equally wonderful.
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
