January 2010
I know it, I think I know it from a hymn They’ve said so, it doesn’t need more explanation A box to open up with light and sound Making you cold Very cold
seaowl:
The nights we don’t speak I find myself getting in and out of bed, pacing around my room. I tend to walk aimlessly around downstairs, getting on and off of the couch. I pour glasses of water that I don’t intend to drink. I watch talk shows that I don’t intend to listen to. I watch it to feel a little less alone. Without realizing it I’m back in bed, eyes shut, and I’m telling myself to...
I’d date only for a few months then think: This isn’t what I want. I couldn’t...
– Haruki Murakami [South of The Border West of The Sun]
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love...
But I’m backing out again,
because I want my oceans in a spoon—
where they’re...
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from...
– Jonathan Safran Foer
I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to...
– Haruki Murakami
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is society where none intrudes, By the deep Sea, and music in its roar: I love not Man the less, but Nature more, From these our interviews, in which I steal From all I may be, or have been before, To mingle with the Universe, and feel What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal. -G.G.B., Childe...
Life is a sleazy stranger, who looks vaguely familiar; flirting with a bimbo...
– Ani Difranco
So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love — loving the loving of...
– Everything is Illuminated, Jonathan Safran Foer
A life is such a strange object, at one moment translucent, at another utterly...
– Simone de Beauvoir: Force of Circumstance (translated by R. Howard)
What everyone forgets is that passion is not merely a heightened sensual fusion,...
– Anais Nin
Sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I’m...
– Jonathan Safran Foer
Auras
Everything is made of energy and vibrations. That’s why everything has an Aura. Aura is an energy field that reflects the subtle life energies within the body. It’s a personal electromagnetic energy field around each of us shaped like Eggshell.
It is a reflection of the body’s spirit energy. It reflects our health, mental activity & emotional state. It also shows disease - often long before...
I've Lifted my heart up so many times
I counted on my ceiling the amount of time you went by, passing through my window.With more than the child like hopes of a long elastic majority of thoughts.I’ve counted on you the last past seconds.I also counted the let down.I’ve equalled it to the heartbreaks and carry ons.I met the goodbyes.I’ve mailed you the closure.I’ve turned off the equal rights,multiple it with...
Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s...
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka On The Shore