My dreams are going through their death flurries. I thought they were all safely buried, but sometimes they stir in their grave, making my heartstrings twinge. I mean no particular dream, you understand, but the whole radiant flock of them together—with their rainbow wings, iridescent, bright, soaring, glorious, sublime. They are dying before the steel javelins and arrows of a world of Time and Money.
Source: anneyhall
All our abstract intelligence is good for its constructing systems, or semi-systematic ideas, which for animals is a simple matter of lying in the sun. Even our ability to imagine the impossible may not be a unique talent, for I’ve seen cats staring at the moon and for all I know they may be wishing for it. (…) Happy the man, then, who does not think (…)
Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.
(via clementinevintagedarling)
Source: symptomsofindecision
A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.
(via earlgreymornings)
It creates a visual connection between who I am and what the others see. It makes me feel safe and secure to think that others may understand me better through the image I put forth. For me, it doesn’t depend on who I’m with or what I’m doing; dressing in a sophisticated and feminine way is something too natural for me to detach from.
![“As a child, I felt like a changeling at odds with the planet I arrived on. I didn’t understand the world I was born into, and that feeling of dissonance colored my youth. I saw that rigidness existed, and as a result, for me, rigidness got a bad name. Looseness was far better. And I gravitated toward a different life.” Tilda Swinton
[photo by Mario Sorrenti]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxz0m7b7YP1qzx1tro1_1280.jpg)
“As a child, I felt like a changeling at odds with the planet I arrived on. I didn’t understand the world I was born into, and that feeling of dissonance colored my youth. I saw that rigidness existed, and as a result, for me, rigidness got a bad name. Looseness was far better. And I gravitated toward a different life.”
Tilda Swinton
[photo by Mario Sorrenti]
what an illusion
Where there is a crowd, run the other way and you’ll be right.
Source: henrycharlesbukowski
And don’t worry about losing. If it is right, it happens — The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.
Turns out the real reason for growing up
was to learn what to do with suffering.
Not being surprised was the answer.
Source: revawilliams
She was like a piano in a country where everyone has had their hands cut off
Source: spiritedmag
It appears actually, that every female human being is not necessarily a woman. She must share that mysterious quality of femininity. She must be and act what others expect her to be and act. But the biological and social sciences don’t admit changes on fixed characteristics. Or unfixed characteristics?
I think there’s a God; I just don’t know if we invented him or not.
Source: revawilliams
![Miranda July NY
“That is my problem with life, I rush through it, like I’m being chased. Even things whose whole point is slowness, like drinking relaxing tea. When I drink relaxing tea I suck it down as if I’m in a contest for who can drink relaxing tea the quickest.”
[photo via jak&jill]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvugk3dgRp1qzx1tro1_1280.jpg)
Miranda July NY
“That is my problem with life, I rush through it, like I’m being chased. Even things whose whole point is slowness, like drinking relaxing tea. When I drink relaxing tea I suck it down as if I’m in a contest for who can drink relaxing tea the quickest.”
[photo via jak&jill]
Question: “So there is life after death?”
Lynch: “Aaah, I think so. I think it’s a continuum.”
Question: “So what’s it like?”
Lynch: Laughter
Question: “Not a room with red curtains and people talking backwards, then?”
Lynch: “That would be kinda beautiful to me.”
(via bbook)
Source: thecityofabsurdity.com
