December 2010
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“I CANNOT GET OVER THIS ANTIQUATED ATTRACTION. I WANT TO INHALE YOU.”
“Men have not infrequently killed their kings, but bees do not assassinate their queens.”
Russell.
I poured us a Vod and coke each but you were late meeting me so I drank yours, sorry.
It’s rather comical getting on a bus with a portfolio bigger than oneself. Also, I accidentally faced it the wrong way, and as it only has a transparent covering, the whole bus now gets to endure it. I feel oddly violated, and self indulgent, despite it being less than mediocre.. In other news, Nico is fucking cool. Oooh the way she walks…
“I don’t use drugs, my dreams are frightening enough.”
– M.C. Escher
madhattermears:
energy drinks + drum’n’bass + art work = my life for the next 12 hours
this shall be fun…
I thought this seemed to familiar, you’re in the same predicament. I’M TRYING TO MAKE A MOCK SGT PEPPER ALBUM COVER ON MICROSOFT WORD. IT looks like someones fallen over with a bunch of newspaper clippings and then been violently forced to glue them down where they landed :/
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“The two hemispheres of my mind were in sharpest contrast. On one side a...”
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This isn't China
Hold me close and tell me what the world is like I don’t want to look outside I want to depend on your eyes and your lips I don’t want to feel anything but your hand on the old raw bumper I don’t want to feel anything else If you love the dead rocks and the huge rough pine trees Ok I like them too Tell me if the wind makes a pretty sound in the billion billion needles I’ll close my eyes and...
Time of the Season, The Zombies
“What’s happening is incredible— my world is collapsing, my world is rebuilding...”
“I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.”
– Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
gloomy lady
she is no longer the beautiful woman she was. she sends photos of herself sitting upon a rock by the ocean alone and damned. I could have had her once. I wonder if she thinks I could have saved her?
Charles Bukowski
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I read the most poignant, and probably best, book i’ve ever read today. The Wall, by Satre. Not because of sesquipedality, not because of an emotional attachment to the characters, nor wondrous imagery. It is desolate in volumes, speaks more concisely on the psychology of the human mind than most researchers could examine, strikes a chord of horrifying futility and highlights the eternal...
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James Joyce
Araby
Back doors of the dark dripping gardens where odours arose from the ashpits,her dress swung as she moved her body and the soft rope of her hair tossed from side to side.Every morning I lay on the floor in the front parlour watching her door. Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance. But my body was like a harp and her words and gestures were like fingers running...
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Walking through snow and ice, listening to the soundtrack to Amelie, is wonderful and enchanting, defeating the possibility of everything imploding, which is an inevitable fate i have come to relish in.
Destined for Paris/ doom„ ,
everything tinged with despair, but the pavements were glittering and an old wheel in a skip twinkled, keep walking, two coats, two pairs of tights, moonlight,...
William Blake: Auguries
It is right it should be so; Man was made for Joy & Woe; And when this we rightly know Thro’ the World we safely go. Joy & Woe are woven fine, A Clothing for the Soul divine; Under every grief & pine Runs a joy with silken twine.
Every Night & every Morn Some to Misery are Born. Every Morn & every Night Some are Born to sweet Delight. Some ar Born to sweet Delight, Some...
Johnny Goes Home: Mirror →
johnnygoeshome:
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful --
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked...
