March 2011
69 posts
Blasphemy
wwnorton:
Let the blasphemy be spoken: poetry can save us, not the way a fisherman pulls the drowning swimmer into his boat, not the way Jesus, between screams, promised life everlasting to the thief crucified beside him on the hill, but salvation nevertheless.
Somewhere a convict sobs into a book of poems from the prison library, and I know why his hands are careful not to break the brittle...
Saved Another Post As A Draft
jhnmyr:
This one was awesome. Pretend you read it and you were moved and I changed your mind about everything you thought you knew about some rather insignificant things.
I have a rule with myself that any idea good enough to write about on a blog is good enough to try in a song somewhere.
Neil Young Live at Massey Hall ‘71 is a really fantastic album.
And to Morning John, you did well....
“Is this a sad tale? Well, it is sad in the same way that life is depressing. We...”
– Ben Jackson, on The Giving Tree
but we have our imaginations: Before →
thedarcytoyourelizabeth:
I always thought death would be like traveling in a car, moving through the desert, the earth a little darker than sky at the horizon, that your life would settle like the end of a day and you would think of everyone you ever met, that you would be the invisible passenger, quiet in the car, moving…
theindiecovers:
Damien Rice - Creep (Radiohead...
A white woman, about 51 years old, was seated next...
curiousnazrul:
iwantagoodfuckingurl:
midnightcongregation:
theslowpokewell:
booksmusiclove:
Always reblog.
(via m1llion)
End discrimination, hate everybody.
this is has been my favourite thing for years, i always love re-reading it when it pops up somewhere :)
greyandwood:
theindiecovers:
Regina Spektor -...
“I refuse to believe in a god that would send me to hell just for not believing...”
– Bob Snuka (via ageofreason)
Remember that time when Fred and George repeatedly...
chudleycannon:
“Christmas was coming. One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke to find itself covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid and the Weasley twins were punished for bewitching several snowballs so that they followed Quirrell around, bouncing off the back of his turban.” - SS/PS, CH. 12
thearspoetica:
I break my own heart before the world has a chance to.
“The idea of God’s will in Richard III is like a law, fixed and inevitable…. just...”
– Beep. (via stunnedmullets)
your doctor's not going to combat your depression...
lenne:
you don’t even try, what in the world did you expect?
