The big nine.
(Source: horror-o-rama, via allamericanpsycho)
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I had love once in the palm of my hand.
I had love once in the palm of my hand.
See the lines there.
John Wieners, from “A Poem for Painters” (thanks, deskofalex)
(Source: proustitute, via navigatecolours)
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If it is right, it happens—The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.
John Steinbeck, on falling in love, a response to his eldest son’s 1958 letter, from John Steinbeck: A Life in Letters (Viking Adult, 1975)
(Source: irandeckard, via cricketmenace)
“He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.” - Elbert Hubbard
Photo: Henri Cartier-Bresson, 1975
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You didn’t love her. You just didn’t want to be alone. Or maybe, maybe she was good for your ego. Or maybe she made you feel better about your miserable life, but you didn’t love her, because you don’t destroy the person that you love.
Callie Torres, ‘The Heart of the Matter’ (via fabulousbitch69)
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nothing like a nice bath to remind yourself that life is beautiful and that in a hundred years everyone you know will be dead
(via embracetiamat)
“I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.”
—Henry Miller
Painting: Devin Leonardi
“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.”
—Gerard Way
Art: Emily Keegin
The Poetry Outlet: Foundation
This house is not a safety net
waiting for your tumble. It does
not love you the way it should
like beams in the foundation.
It leaves you dangling from the
skybox heart. You have no one
to blame but yourself, remember
how you walked to the edge
on your own.
(Source: lonur, via lovesugartits)
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Ryoji Ikeda - The Transfinite (2011)
“A huge, immersive, electronic light-and-sound installation consisting of an immense wall — 54 feet wide by 40 feet tall — which serves as a screen for streaming video projections.
On one side, horizontal black, gray and white stripes and bands divided into left and right sections scroll downward, flickering furiously to the sound of aggressively percussive, buzzing and whistling electronic music emitted by powerful speakers.
he bar-code-like patterns extend across the white floor in front of the wall, where visitors who have doffed their shoes may loll, dance or meditate. It’s like a walk-in, animated Op Art painting.
On the other side, the floor is covered by soft black fabric and the wall is flooded by finely articulated, incomprehensibly complicated numerical and graphic data.
What is it to be human in such a universe? What values other than statistical ones sustain us?”
Amazing
(via psyfn)
