June 2012
2 posts
So haimish and brilliant (in that familiar sort of way) is the place you occupy- almost like heartburn- that the breath of another on my skin provokes within me a chill guaranteed to thrust the deficient suitor into the crocodile’s mouth, metaphorically speaking. Isolation is peculiar yet effective. I apologize, but I’m impervious; I’ve been erecting walls for as long as I can...
May 2012
43 posts
Paleolithic Diet →
“There’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him...”
– Charles Bukowski, Bluebird (via showslow)
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Life
A devastating battle against mediocrity in every capacity in which you are destined, from the onset, to lose.
Demiurge
vacuousness,
except the divine seeds of life,
pinpoints of illumination
ceasing to quiver with illusion
only half-existing and in solitude,
staining the abyss
like the telling rings within a chalice
in which wine, long forgotten,
remains unbridled by pestilence.
Unclutching.
Facebook stock falling.
I can’t laugh loud or long enough.
“Thinking gives off smoke to prove the existence of fire.
A mystic sits inside...”
– Rumi (via lazyyogi)
“The restored passion was so pressing that on more than one occasion they would...”
Notes My Grandfather Left Behind (Note № 6)
noconsensusonaname:
Everything that is happening is happening in large quantities, in large doses as if the world’s prescriptions were written inattentively. Both sides of the coin are embossed with travesties, insults, achievements, and triumphs.
Too many food stamps and too many shriveled stomachs. Too much birth control and too many unconvincing parents. Too many lazy louses and too many...
Pancake Fever
Making a mess in the kitchen. Whipping up pancakes of every kind. Blueberry, banana nut, carrot cake, chocolate chocolate chip. That’s 2x the chocolate. 2x! No better way to say hey thank you for giving me life than homemade pancakes.
Being home for the summer, and spending ample time with my Mom and Grandma has made me aware of just how fortunate I am to be surrounded by strong,...
I have been at work for six hours now with only this computer, a book, and green tea. I decided I should fast today because I ate around 7 bowls of cereal last night while intoxicated. And awoke this morning feeling downright sick. Food hangovers? They happen. Sigh.
The silver lining in all of this is that by being a glutton I have successfully prevented myself from any future such cereal...
“I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not...”
– James Kavanaugh (via fleetfoxes)
Making banana nut bread is fine and fun, except when you’re the only one in your home so you eat entirety of your creation and then… you’ve literally got a loaf in the sto’ven.
That’s stomach + oven. See what I did there?
I can’t wait to wake up and run tomorrow, though I’m sure I’ll make myself miserable for this. Sigh.
“I must also have a dark side if I am to be whole.”
– Carl Jung (via dirtcrumbgoddess)
No Quarter by Led Zeppelin
CT State Archaeologist →
This man taught me anthropology and is now a co-worker of mine at the CT Museum of Natural History.
Dig it.
“Now, since the state is merely a transitional institution of which use is made...”
– Friedrich Engels, Letter to Bebel (1875)
April 2012
53 posts
“Along the sun-drenched roadside, from the great
hollow half-treetrunk, which...”
– Along the Sun-Drenched Roadside by Rainer Marie Rilke
“You are a puppet, but in the hands of the infinite, which are perhaps your...”
– Antonio Porchia (via heartmindawakening)