February 2012
197 posts
What do any of us ever truly know?
– David Markson, Wittgenstein’s Mistress (via mythologyofblue)
Each moment
contains a hundred messages from God:
To every cry of “Oh God”
He...
– Rumi (via fuckyeahrumi)
That’s history. It happened whether it offends you or not. Quite a bit of it...
– Kindred, Octavia Butler (via thebookkeeperblog)
… we have become the present.
We must talk now. Fear
Is fear. But we abandon...
– George Oppen, from “Leviathan” (via proustitute)
But, you will say, we loved
And some parts of us loved
And the rest of us will...
– (via ahuntersheart)
In a riddle whose answer is chess, what is the only word that must not be used?”...
– Jorge Luis Borges, translated by Andrew Hurley, “The Garden of Forking Paths” (via only-a-voice)
And what the dead had no speech for, when living,
They can tell you, being...
– (via proustitute)
The truth is a snare: you cannot have it, without being caught. You cannot have...
– Søren Kierkegaard (via metaconscious)
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated...
– Wendell Berry, from “How to Be a Poet” in Given (via proustitute)
.اگر مرگ نبود همه ارزویش میکردند
If there was no death, everyone would wish...
– Sadegh Hedayat (via duhkha)
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Strange compulsions
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Valid during many months: This influence quickens your interest in the hidden psychological forces that are operating in your life. This can happen in several ways. First, you may become involved in a group or movement whose purpose is to expand consciousness - for example, one of the various human-potential groups that are thriving today. You may not feel satisfied with the way you have...
A stone thrown into a silent lake
is—the sound of your name.
The light click...
– (via proustitute)
I cannot tell if the day
is ending, or the world, or if
the secret of secrets...
– (via ahuntersheart)
Across
triciavelez:
by Octavio Paz
I turn the page of the day, writing what I’m told by the motion of your eyelashes. I enter you, the truthfulness of the dark. I want proofs of darkness, want to drink the black wine: take my eyes and crush them. A drop of night on your breast’s tip: mysteries of the carnation. Closing my eyes I open them inside your eyes. Always awake on its garnet bed:...
I had a friend, a lover. Or did I dream it? So many dreams are crowding upon me...
– (via awritersruminations)
When you will have made him a body without organs,
then you will have delivered...
– Antonin Artaud (via imbrogliorosso)
The beginning, middle, and end of the birth, growth, and perfection of whatever...
– Giordano Bruno (via taureanwar)
There he held the mirror of Life, upside-down. I looked into it and saw myself....
– Renzo Novatore, A Life (1920)
I am tired, I am weary
I could sleep for a thousand years
A thousand dreams...
– The Velvet Underground - Venus In Furs (via light-essence)
You wander from room to room hunting for the diamond necklace that is already...
– Rumi (via untilasinglesolitonsurvives)
I have been spared the fate
of those who love words
more than what they mean”...
– (via mixmasterjeff) (via ahuntersheart)
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
– The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka (via vashti)
How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?
– Cormac McCarthy; No Country for Old Men (via wordpainting)
Unknowing I understand:
I too am written,
and at this very moment
someone...
– Octavio Paz, from “Homage to Claudio Ptolemy” (via the-final-sentence)
I saw a rose in the clouds,
I saw happiness on fire.
– Pablo Medina, from “Cityscape 1 (via fragilethoughts-)
Be wet
with a decent happiness.
– Robert Creeley, from “The Rain” (via proustitute)
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horo
February 23, 2012
Early morning tensions are likely to stem from worries about the things you haven’t done, dear Aries. You could be feeling a little scattered, with far too much to do and not knowing where to begin. As the day advances, you’re less likely to worry about the details and more likely to focus on more spiritual needs. Tonight and tomorrow brings strong energy for ...
I.
Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password.
We love like spies, like...
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love” (via fleurishes)
In my ruined heart your roaring wakens the same agony as in cathedrals when the...
– Charles Baudelaire (via recycled-words)
a loop
this crazy crazy feeling
Does nobody understand?
– Last words of James Joyce (via untilasinglesolitonsurvives)
The universe is like a dome; it vibrates to that which you say in it, and...
– Hazrat Inayat Khan (via lucifelle)
We are the bright new stars born of a screaming black hole, the nascent suns...
– Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (via libraryland)
I love the night passionately. I love it as I love my country, or my mistress,...
– Guy de Maupassant (via mythologyofblue)
A scientist in his laboratory is not a mere technician: he is also a child...
– Marie Curie (via quotationalquotes)
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If poetry could truly tell it backwards,
then it would.
– Carol Ann Duffy, from “Last Post” (via the-final-sentence)
In the end, we self-perceiving, self-inventing, locked-in mirages are little...
– Douglas R. Hofstadter, I Am a Strange Loop (via mythologyofblue)
There’s nothing left of me.
I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise.
Is it...
– Rumi (via lucifelle)
It is not everyday that the world arranges itself into a poem.
– Wallace Stevens (via the-rx)
more like every moment…