May 13, 2013
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“ What we want
is never simple.
We move among the things
we thought we wanted:
a face, a room, an open book
and these things bear our names —
now they want us.
But what we want appears
in dreams, wearing disguises.
We fall past,
holding out our arms
and in the morning
our arms ache.
We don’t remember the dream,
but the dream remembers us.
It is there all day
as an animal is there
under the table,
as the stars are there. ”
Linda Pastan, Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems, (1968-1998)
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May 13, 2013
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May 13, 2013
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“ You think you’re waiting for help. For someone to tell you what the right thing to do is. Even though, at the back of your mind, you already know what that is. So all you’re really waiting for, is a time when you’re forced to do it. ”
I Wrote This For You: The Whether Weather
May 13, 2013
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May 13, 2013
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April 18, 2013
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Smeared Skies by Matt Molloy
Matt busted out into the art scene with his smeared sky photos. Stacking 100 to 200 photos into one, he gave a new way to enjoy the view above us.
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February 25, 2013
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February 25, 2013
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“ Booze makes you feel stupid and like it. It makes you fall around and not care. Cocaine makes you feel important, that life matters, that you matter. That the music is better than it really is.
That every conversation is profound and that all pretenses have been stripped away. Ecstasy makes you dance all night and love your friends so much, in a way that you’ve never been able to tell them about before. Acid makes you see pretty colours and makes things breathe. But Sadness, there is nothing like Sadness. ”
Intentional Dissonance, Iain S. Thomas
February 25, 2013
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February 25, 2013
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