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“In this metallic age of barbarians, only a relentless cultivation of our ability to dream, to analyse and to captivate can prevent our personality from degenerating into nothing or else into a personality like all the rest.”
— Fernando Pessoa
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ruknowhere · 9 months
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“I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.”
― William Blake
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Martha Holmes
Jackson Pollock in his studio, Springs, Long Island, New York, 1949
Gelatin Silver Print, 20 × 16 in | 50.8 × 40.6 cm
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cyber-flaneur · 2 months
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"That is one of the many reasons why I avoid speaking as much as possible. For I always say either too much or too little, which is a terrible thing for a man with a passion for truth like mine.”
—Samuel Beckett
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“Sickle Sighting,” by Gabriel Michaud
I followed the voices in my head until I was nearly dead.
Drinking, smoking, and snorting until my eyes were bloodshot red.
Red like a matadors cape…I fall into my escape.
I was the raging bull ready to fight
I stared death right in the eyes and took his sickle away with a grimaced smile.
The time alone caught up to me.
But that was never who I was supposed to be.
Now I drop to a knee and pray for my sanity; while your loving embrace takes over me.
All I have to do is stay alive for one more day
All I have to do is bow my head and pray.
I’ll try to repent for my sins, but this nagging loneliness is where it begins.
You blessed me with a second chance
If I’m too much of a church going man for you to understand, spend a day in hell or locked in a cell.
These hands will never be clean, but at least I can dream of a life worth living knowing I’ll be forgiven.
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guy60660 · 1 year
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chrisengel · 4 months
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bodyalive · 2 years
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You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. —Mary Oliver
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javaveggiedude · 2 years
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Censorship, D.H. Lawrence
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figandthewasp · 1 year
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purepurpleunicorn · 1 year
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ownedself33 · 5 months
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I used to tell students…the difference between poetry and you is you look in the mirror and say, “I am getting old,” but Shakespeare looks in the mirror and says, “Devouring Time, blunt thou thy lion’s paws.” —Jim Harrison
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superglitterstranger · 5 months
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Jim Morrison speaking #truth about American addiction to violence, or even to "sensationalism". This overly sensitive and under-informed attitude seemingly adopted by the American people is a nothing more than the superficial trappings of a grossly apathetic, culturally disenchanted, victim of post capitalist waste behavior.
The average American is the first to call outrage over anything that they disagree with and no longer are these objections even given a discerning review or even held to any sort of check nor is there any attempt at trying a balanced report. No one seems to even bother checking their own sources, let alone even be able to properly site their information.
What's most striking to me in this quote by Jim Morrison is the deep cutting insight. The daunting and disappointing words are heavy and you can feel the weight of them in the quote.
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witchy-vibes1983 · 7 months
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“Blind Love,” by Gabriel Michaud
Separate the here, there, and now.
The monsters in my head scream in silence as the blood from my heart sends shocks to my brain
Emotions take over when you are in love.
Logical thought is cast out like an unwanted chess game.
My eyesight keeps you in my frame of vision, and I know now this is just the beginning.
Love can be blind, and it’s the scariest form of hope. That somehow, some way the stars aligned just in time.
I don’t want to feel this way forever, but it’s a tricky endeavor when the mind and the heart aren’t on the same page.
So turn the page cause love can be blind. But don’t you dare worry you soon will find, that all is done, that all is good and right in due time.
I’m happy alone but it sure makes it difficult when you can’t sleep at night.
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birdwngs · 1 year
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