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Wed, 31 Oct 2012 00:41:49 -0400

"Will you love me in December as you do in May?"

Thu, 18 Oct 2012 10:51:39 -0400

“Will you love me in December as you do in May?”

- Jack Kerouac (via wespertine)

The Poetry of Self Actualization

Tue, 02 Oct 2012 22:09:19 -0400

” I want to be a poet!”

“Well you can want all you like

that’s now how the universe works—-“

“I will be a poet!”

“Well call yourself what you will

That’s not how the universe works—-“

“I am a poet!”

All consciousness flows out from

the universal mind,

The cosmic wheel turns slowly and all

parts of the machine with it,

And self actualization forms like foam

on ocean waves.

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Mon, 24 Sep 2012 11:00:39 -0400

Charles Bukowski

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 22:44:54 -0400

Charles Bukowski

wecheerfearless33x: For jsd9392

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 20:00:46 -0400

wecheerfearless33x:

For jsd9392

Thru Our Fingers

Fri, 21 Sep 2012 00:00:04 -0400

Three generations of open hands sit and reflect—-

two part time jobs split

amongst themselves,

with seven kids to feed( some with

a few kids themselves all living under

one roof)

car payments to make

the mortgage stack getting taller

the check book shrinking

too many things bought on credit (with

too little of an income to combat it)

the rising inflation of the economy (with

the decreased value of the dollar)—-

What happened to our American Dream?

amandanays: I think the main reason I like this movie is...

Wed, 19 Sep 2012 14:15:31 -0400

amandanays:

I think the main reason I like this movie is because of all the wonderful sweaters that were involved.

"Comparatively, tattooing is not the hideous custom which it is called. It is not barbarous merely..."

Wed, 19 Sep 2012 12:14:16 -0400

“Comparatively, tattooing is not the hideous custom which it is called. It is not barbarous merely because the printing is skin-deep and unalterable.”

- Henry David Thoreau, Walden, or Life in the Woods (via jesciexvegan, chasingcoolness)

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Wed, 19 Sep 2012 10:19:00 -0400

"Richard Cory Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was..."

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 08:29:28 -0400

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Richard Cory

Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
‘Good-morning,’ and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich - yes, richer than a king -
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.

”

- Edwin Arlington Robinson (via one-more-quirky-cliched-phrase)

coldwindtovalhalla: Oh Sir Ian!

Wed, 12 Sep 2012 14:49:17 -0400

coldwindtovalhalla:

Oh Sir Ian!

When I Think About Autumn

Wed, 12 Sep 2012 14:15:30 -0400

Name a few things you think about

when I mention Autumn.

You think to yourself, and close one eye,

You stick out your tongue a little and

respond after thinking a short while:

“I think of apples—

the greens and reds and yellows—

fruit to match the changing colors

of the leaves that jump from

the branches they’ve known all their lives.

We meant to go last year, but

couldn’t find the time.

I think of scarves and sweaters—

the warmth and designs—

like cuddling with yourself when

your loved one is away.

The safe feeling of being wrapped

in cloth and kept safe from the oncoming

winter winds waiting at fall’s doorstep.

I think of school and friends—

the change that comes with their arrival

and also their departures—

Of spending time with them and Halloween parties.

Of going to the movies and being young.

I think of football games with hot apple cider

and the feeling of warm friendship in the cold outdoors.”

I think of these things too,

Of carving pumpkins and spooky shows,

Of eating candy, and then buying in bulk

all that is left marked “Half-Off!”

But mostly, when I think of Autumn,

I think of newly found love,

I think of you.

gravechild666: Lol ! I laughed so much at this :)

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 18:57:48 -0400

gravechild666:

Lol ! I laughed so much at this :)

piratewombat: This sounds absolutely lovely. I think I shall...

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 18:57:16 -0400

piratewombat:

This sounds absolutely lovely. I think I shall participate.

romeobakkely: I usually find swagoots ridiculous, but this is...

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 18:05:36 -0400

romeobakkely:

I usually find swagoots ridiculous, but this is some funny shit xD

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Tue, 11 Sep 2012 18:03:15 -0400

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Tue, 11 Sep 2012 17:22:26 -0400

Autumn Scene

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 10:27:05 -0400

Even the sounds echo coldly.

In the wind you hear the yelling

of children at play, with large

sweaters enveloping their frames.

Yellow foliage dance on the wind,

and bounce from their wooden castles

down into merky autumn puddles and streams.

Their only hope is to accent summer’s dying

green.

Outside a dog barks, and apples grow bright.

Inside we take shelter, and our world stands still.