November 2011
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Nature
“Nature is not the one-sided affair that we seem to wish it were. Having attempted to eradicate and control nature, to discount its blessings, we are all the more shocked by its destructive power. For most of us, nature is not the birth of a child, the bounty of food, a gentle summer day, or the extraordinary internal processes that maintain our health and existence—nature is a...
September 2011
3 posts
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Why Fight Club Should Replace Detention
Fight club should replace school detention for several reasons:
a.) Students would be conditioned to associate poor conduct and bad grades with physical pain
b.) It would prevent childhood obesity and diabetes as well as develop motor skills in students who will probably end up joining the army or pursuing vocational careers.
c.) It would be much more entertaining for everyone involved.
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They Always Come Back
Back to tumbling. As with everything, despite the changes, it’s still the same.
November 2010
2 posts
i’m starting to find that those who are quickest to judge others are always the least likely to objectively criticize themselves. go ahead and exist in your fictional universe of half-truths and assumptions. when you’re ready to leave there will be no fire escape to climb down, and no one waiting to catch you. when you choose elitism you choose to be lonely at the top.
October 2010
2 posts
“There is no excellent beauty, that hath not some strangeness in the proportion.”
– Francis Bacon, The Essays (via sherry)
September 2010
2 posts
“Creation and destruction, love and hate, are not two
instincts which exist...”
– Erich Fromm, The Sane Society
August 2010
7 posts
Dancing Machine
ursofuckinspecial:
dearoldlove:
I believe you can tell so many things from how a person dances. I believe that you are a robot.
“Attention is the holy grail,” Mr. Strayer says. “Everything that you’re...”
– Your Brain on Computers - Studying the Brain Off the Grid, Professors Find Clarity - NYTimes.com (via steampoweredmedia)
Elpis
Features Of This Song:
house roots
four-on-the-floor beats
beats made for dancing
straight drum beats
altered male vocals
clear pronunciation
a repetitive song structure
a repetitive chorus
buildup/breakdown
the use of chordal patterning
use of tonal harmonies
a tight kick sound
melodic part writing
synth riffs
affected synths
a dry recording studio
radio friendly stylings
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cm3PYZ0N7Dg →
so now not only can we not trust out air, but we can’t trust our drinking water either.
Cancer cells slurp up fructose, US study finds →
What a surprise.
July 2010
8 posts
When you see trees waxing and waning in the flow of the wind you have to wonder if they lose themselves the way we do. Is their reality constant? Does their consciousness ebb into something greater? Do they become us as we become them? After all we are all one in a cosmic pool of uncertainty… Or do they hold the key to certainty? What is it that they know that we don’t? Is our intellect a...
Ancient Shamans and tribal groups worldwide have long believed that a traumatic experience within the realm of our inner selves can serve as a catalyst for the truth seeker to move beyond the illusions of the little self and enter the unity of the greater whole.
The Skull: By stripping away the illusions of society and the egoic structure of the little self one experiences an inner death....
“You’re given 80 billion years of giggling/A whole new world to live in/But...”
The recipe for life and love: One part beauty, one part oblivion?
there are 3 stray cats currently chillin in my backyard. dear lord, i hope this isn’t some type of message.
I swear, listening to Dust in the Wind makes me cry like a menopausal woman. Every time.
this kind of fire by Charles Bukowski
hennypotter:
shelbatron:theuglyone:
sometimes I think the gods deliberately keep pushing me into the fire just to hear me yelp a few good lines. they just aren’t going to let me retire silk scarf about neck giving lectures at Yale. the gods need me to entertain them. they must be terribly bored with all the others and I am too. and now my cigarette lighter has gone dry. I sit here hopelessly...
June 2010
18 posts
“What is ‘there’ is actually a holographic blur of frequencies, and if the brain...”
– Michael Talbot (via oceanofmind)
Life
I thought the unthinkable
I spoke the unspeakable
I grasped the unreachable
And then I fell.
The gifts the universe bestows on you once you start to value and honor yourself are truly spectacular. I am astonished by how blessed I am to share life with so many remarkably beautiful souls.
“To dream that you at a station, represents a transitional period in your life. You need to take a short break so you can reassess your situation and determine your path and goals.”
Full Moon Eclipse →
This endless beach of lusterless glitter
And emotional landmines
Memories buried, but buried alive
Grasp at your feet if you give them the time
Will they pull you under or grant you release?
Should I trust what’s above or should I watch beneath?
but then again, perhaps human life is, at its core, the very essence of magic itself.
human after all
the moment when we finally sit back and relinquish ourselves to the light of oblivion that we see through squinted eyes, we realize that we’re all mortal. no more pretending that magic will save us, no more wishes fulfilled. there is no genie in a bottle, there is only that magic potion called free will. the quandary arises when we’re brave enough to see that there’s nothing...
“But when a man has once broken through the paper walls of everyday circumstance,...”
– H.G. Wells (via ubu507)
to live forever
a strange day indeed. manifest destiny seems to be a recurring theme as of late. i seem to be weaving spiderwebs of eccentricity and synchronicity, coupled with deja’vu. i feel like i’m reading chapter 6 when i just finished writing chapter 4. i may just have entered the twilight zone, but i have no plans to leave any time soon.
May 2010
8 posts
the doors
to think i started today, well, yesterday, with such an indescribably complete feeling of pure bliss. and now i sit here as the clock ticks towards 4:30, 3 and a half hours before i have to get on the subway for 8 more hours of yoga. i sit here sleepless, paralyzed by a vague sense of foreboding and fear that i haven’t experienced in years, instead of paralyzed by dreams. perhaps im in the...
Dani: i want to ask you an embarrassing and gay question
i feel youre the only one i can ask this
me: go for it
Dani: its also kind of vain
me: no worries