February 2012
31 posts
thisrockandrollrefugee:
I’ve always wondered if anyone like, looks at my tumblr.
Because, I mean, there are tumblrs I regular check because I really dig the people and their posts.
You know?
I regularly check yours :).
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Small Decisions
When you don’t sleep, things become strange. Ephemeral. Everything bends and dislocates itself away from your immediate understanding; you are left looking through a window at the light of the universe as it shines down on everyone else. I call this my dream state. Here, you define the chaos of you; the universe, by small decisions.
Have you ever sifted sand through a screen? In my dream...
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Was there any smile, That lingered so on a heart, As yours does to mine?
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The realization of what I am occurs in the timeless awareness which does not stimulate nor delude. I create a field without self or center, a field where even death becomes only analogy. I desire no results. I merely permit this field which has no goals nor desires, no perfections nor even visions of achievements. In that field, omnipresent primal awareness is all. It is the light which pours...
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There are some of us who lose things in the process of living. There are those who by refusing to die, leave an essence of what it is to live behind them. They become, in a sense, chameleons. They change their nature to their surroundings, and wonder why they feel like they are missing something all the time. There is nothing real about the word recovery. Life is a solo experience. Every stanza...
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“We were born with a curse. It has always driven us to thoughts which are...”
– Ayn Rand - Anthem (via whisperedverse)]
Out of everything she’s written, Anthem is by far my favorite.
(via paintingxdaffodils) This is perfect.
“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via dsquared526)
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SOPA EMERGENCY LIST. →
adolforancid:
meghanalefae:
aprilstar-dance:
SOPA Emergency IP list: So if these ass-fucks in DC decide to ruin the internet, here’s how to access your favorite sites in the event of a DNS takedown tumblr.com 174.121.194.34 wikipedia.org 208.80.152.201 # News bbc.co.uk 212.58.241.131 aljazeera.com 198.78.201.252 # Social media ...
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I am a ruin, worn away by past decadence and gnawing horrors. I am a shell; fired, empty, hollow.
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Ancient Conversations
Innocent friend: I feel like I shouldn’t ask. But you’ve helped me so much. I just want to know if there’s anything I can do for you? What’s your pain? How do you survive? Pause. Not-so-innocent friend: Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked. I just wanted to know your take on things. My trembling fingers: A question is a crystalline point. A beginning. A meeting of two minds,...
Eloquence isn't defined by the intricacy of your...
January 2012
33 posts
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Sweetheart →
She stood, stage-lit, shining, Singing simply; sorrowfully, Staring with saboteur-like singularity. She saw. She sensed her sacrificial standing.
Sympathetically, smiling starts. Salt-laden specks seek succour; seperation, Serpentine streams streak southward. She sobs. Sorrowful singing stops; silence surrounds.
She sinks, shaking. Soul shrinking sadness supplants strength.
Suddenly,...
Our lips touch; A violent delight.
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fitzarr:
We shared a piece of midnight; A wildness, a quiet thoroughness. Our minds as entwined as our hands. And I asked her, in lieu of complicated embarrassment. “What is the sound of love?”
And with a slight smile, She replied, “Listen.”
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Simplicity
fitzarr:
Your arms; The smell of your hair; Your giggle; Your heart; Your courage; Your denial; Your smile; Your stomach; Your ticklish spots; Your warmth; Your purr; Your simplicity; Your beauty; You.
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Old Nights
The night was young, yet old, For already drink had made its mark. And I was spiralling away, dancing, Light-footed, high as a kite, And I didn’t feel the cold.
Suddenly; arrival. I am here, in place, And all the urgings to leave, Fall on deaf ears; They don’t understand that I don’t care about survival.
Cigarette in hand, I wander, Room after room of cluttered people, Pass by my eyes. And...
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I am lost; still; out of wanderlust, I am past pains personified, Present and incorrect. I am a well, staring at the sky.
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Lost Love is Love, Lost
Lost Love, Like forgotten dreams. My memory speaks lies, in past remembered. And broken pathways wind, heart-lost, Seeking you; only you. Perhaps this is that ending of days. Days of ending, that is this. Perhaps, you, only you, Seeking heart-lost wind. Pathways, broken, and remembered past. In lies, speaks memory. My dreams forgotten, Like Love; Lost.
