February 2012
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Wind kicks up the water of Lake Eola into a pool of dark grey confetti as love reflects off all the people around me. Early dodgy weather has now settled into a cool, breezy evening. Strings of lights are sewn simply and perfectly through the gaining purple and orange twilight. Coupled with a dying sun, the lights shine preternaturally off the glass walls of downtown and every pair of eyes that I...
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“The way I see it, a man can have all the money in the world but if he...”
– Dagoberto Gilb, “Look on the Bright Side”
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January 2012
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Things that have led us here
I lost my grandfather when I was ten years old, in the summer of 1993. He was the closest thing I ever had to a father. He was a detective. He liked funny jokes. Therefore, he liked dirty jokes. Like most men that have seen War, he liked the drink. He liked taking the charcoal from burnt corks of wine bottles and painting our faces like Indians. Family legend says he was part Native American. My...
December 2011
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November 2011
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October 2011
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“And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image...”
– Pablo Neruda, Poetry. (via therainyresistance)
September 2011
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WatchFirestone, Orlando 9/16
iaminvincible:
Atari Teenage Riot
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August 2011
7 posts
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Direct Hit! - In Orbit
“If your heart is large enough to envelop your adversaries, you can see right...”
– Morihei Ueshiba, creator of Aikido
“Looking at the world as a whole, the drift for many decades has been not towards...”
– George Orwell (via therainyresistance)
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WatchNothing brings a community together like watching a building burn down. At least they saved the Beefy King.
July 2011
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streetlight halos
Red and orange and blue and green lights haunting the black familiar weirdness. Thousands of people drawn to a city of pretend and bigger things. We came here. Friends till death, or at least till the fun remained. Torn hearts reaching out in the darkness for anything, for each other, for the stars, for something real in this life of plastic emotion. Drugged on whatever, following the night where...
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patchouli
an imagined kiss i love summer, i hate it in passionless heat
June 2011
10 posts
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dream state
in my sleep i do not get nervous
vices of old in my clutches clusters of memory driven to subconscious action
dream state conquistador railing along gliding by nature of chemistry and irrepressible history
happening with tiniest application of will, logic, mystery
stars retreat as i rest, assured
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El Hombre
By William Carlos Williams It's a strange courage you give me ancient star: Shine alone in the sunrise toward which you lend no part!
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somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
by e.e. cummings
somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petel by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skillfully,mysteriously)her...
“If people sat outside and looked at the stars each night, I’ll bet they’d live a...”
– Bill Watterson (via theorthodoxheretic)
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May 2011
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Bugs Bunny is kind of like the Unabomber
I’m sitting in the middle of what I have been led to believe is an aesthetically perfect day. Skies the color of Nazi eyes surround gently dynamic shapes and shades of white and green. Noises of buildings being built stumble into my ears, through an audible maze of rustling leaves, plane engines, and bird chirps. A power saw slices through a wooden plank twenty or so yards away. The...
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Listen
April 2011
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“Thirty spokes
Share one hub.
Adapt the nothing therein to the purpose in...”
– Lao-tzu, Tao Te Ching, Verse XI Translated by D.C. Lau
“I see it all perfectly; there are two possible situations - one can either do...”
– Søren Kierkegaard