May 2012
“A person standing alone can be attacked and defeated, but two can stand back-to-back and conquer. Three are even better, for a triple-braided cord is not easily broken.”
—Eccl. 4:12 (via spycnsweet)
“I think people are often quite unaware of their inner selves, their other selves, their imaginative selves, the selves that aren’t on show in the world. It’s something you grow out of from childhood onwards, losing possession of yourself, really. I think literature is one of the best ways back into that. You are hypnotized as soon as you get into a book that particularly works for you, whether it’s fiction or a poem. You find that your defenses drop, and as soon as that happens, an imaginative reality can take over because you are no longer censoring your own perceptions, your own awareness of the world.”
—Paris Review - The Art of Fiction No. 150, Jeanette Winterson (leopoldgursky)
mood.
Ever changingly transcendant.There’s not a single thing
that might show the
loving affection, devotion
as truthful and honest as
the rough bristles scrubbing
mischievously the sensitive
and vulnerable skin at her neck,
almost translucent in it’s delicacy:
a gently whispered peck.
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.”
—Carl Jung (via hideyourdisguise)
“And that’s the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.”
—The Kite Runner (Khaled Hosseini)
Infinite Splinters: twice daily →
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i fall in love twice
a day at least for
there is (i think and
hope naïveté doesn’t
get my best) strength
in numbers. i count them,
blessings and faces with
the allknowledge of their
(highfading) light. i speak
at least to find myself
finding them in myself.
there is (no touching)
a something
in…
This is frolicsome perfection… I truely enjoyed every playful sweet moment.
Listen
Alison Krauss - Away Down The RiverBaby dry your eyes
There’s no need to cry
Cause I’ll see you again
It might be a while
Before you understand
I’m just away down the river
A hundred miles or more
Crossing over Jordan
To the other shore
I’ll be standing waiting
With all who’ve gone before
I’m just away down the river
A hundred miles or more
Now the pictures on the wall
Will help you to recall
They’re not there
To make you sad
But to remember
All the good times we had
(Chorus)
When it’s time to leave
You’re gonna feel the mountain breeze
And the snow will fill the stream
And carry you to me
(Chorus)
One pill makes you larger, and one pill makes you small. And the ones that mother gives you don't do anything at all. Go ask Alice when she's ten feet tall. And if you go chasing rabbits and you know you're going to fall- tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar has give you the call. Call Alice when she was just small. When men on the chessboard get up and tell you where to go- and you've just had some kind of mushroom and your mind is moving low- go ask Alice. I think she'll know. When logic and proportion have fallen, sloppy dead. And the white knight is talking backwards- and the red queen's, "Off with her head!" Remember what the doorman said. Feed your head, feed your head.
For you baby…. Love you!