dexcetera

The viewer is catapulted uncannily from complicity with Dexter's inward horror to a sense of belonging to a spiritual community that observes its own universes of secret-keeping, bringing each one closer to God. MCH's intelligence and appeal were important to pulling this off.

[books-n-quotes]

There is always something left to love.

Lorraine Hansberry, A Raisin in the Sun (via books-n-quotes)

[holocrone]

I’m not sure what to make of this drastic change of course in my life. I’m certainly not against it.

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

And that’s it. My life has been spent / trying to leave it.

Charles Wright, from “‘I’ve Been Sitting Here Thinking Back Over My Life,’” Caribou: Poems (Farrar, Straus, & Giroux, 2014)

[lonelywoodland]

[whatsmccracken-blog]

When the Western world accepted Christianity, Caesar conquered; and the received text of Western theology was edited by his lawyers… The brief Galilean vision of humility flickered throughout the ages, uncertainly. In the official formulation of the religion it has assumed the trivial form of the mere attribution to the Jews that they cherished a misconception about their Messiah. But the deeper idolatry, of fashioning God in the image of the Egyptian, Persian, and Roman imperial rulers was retained. The Church gave unto God the attributes which belonged exclusively to Caesar.

Alfred North Whitehead, Process and Reality, 342 (via whatsmccracken)

[masteralexandre]

J adore …. provocante….

[geopsych]

I sometimes wonder if all other animals, all plants, maybe even stars and rivers and rocks, dwell in steady awareness of God, while humans alone, afflicted with self-consciousness, imagine ourselves apart.

Scott Russell Sanders, from A Private History of Awe (North Point Press, 2006).  (via sawthisthoughtofyou)

[thequotejournals]

Whosoever is delighted in solitude, is either a wild beast or a god

Plato, Protag..I 337 (via thequotejournals)

[infamoussayings]

Ambition can be a disease, and it feeds on itself.

Rebecca Miller (via infamoussayings)

[lonelywoodland]

photo by iamthechanster

[windingnumbers-deactivated20221]

Istanbul by Berk Kır Via Flickr: Processed with VSCO with a6 preset

[lcc-ldv]

Canada      ©Christian Chevalier photographe

[innerbohemienne]

[journalofanobody]

Tanka Diary

Love has strange timing:

when you’re least expecting it,

it sneaks up on you,

just when you’ve decided

it’s finally beyond your reach.

– Michael Boiano

[journalofanobody]

“Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don’t know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It’s that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don’t know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

 Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky (via journalofanobody)

[iosonorockmaballoiltango]

“And believing is the act of love, I think.”

— Anne Sexton, from To Bedlam and Part Way Back; The Expatriates. (via xshayarsha)

[journalofanobody]

an act of love…just one of a number of them…– Nobody

[unbeknwn]

No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.