December 2011
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XVII (I do not love you…)
by Pablo Neruda
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...
“Oh, something is there, waiting for me. Perhaps someday the revelation will burst upon me and I will see the other side of this monumental grotesque joke. And then I’ll laugh. And then I’ll know what life is.”
—Sylvia Plath
Aren’t we all to you just lost causes? Are we all to you lost? Lost causes So all we are to you, Is all we are, is all we are All we are is all we are
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Take what you will, what you will And leave. Could you kill, could you kill me If the world was on fire and nothing was left but hope or desire And take all that I could bring forth, is this hell Or am I on the floor...
Christmas Inspiration 2011
Wishing you warmth, joy and peace with loved ones this Christmas xoxo
What a beautiful love letter.
via dolcevita.blogspot.com
“You cannot gauge or contain beauty. There are approximately 6 billion individuals on this plant who were born with their own unique expression of beauty. We live in a society that promotes a single standard of beauty, expecting everyone to go to extreme lengths to attain it. I do not fit in society’s standard of beauty and you probably don’t either, and there is no shame in...
Christmas is no longer the same. Once my favorite holiday, it died an almost unnoticed death a few years ago. Now it has turned into an awkward, repetitive attempt to create something special from years past.
Of course, the Christmas experience is different once one makes the transition into adulthood. No matter how hard we try, we can never recreate that sense of blind wonder...
My kind of Christmas tree
Winter can get super depressing. But making Terrariums is fun!
via rookiemag.com
“We don’t need a list of rights and wrongs, tables of dos and don’ts: we need books, time, and silence. Thou shalt not is soon forgotten, but Once upon a time lasts forever.” — Philip Pullman
Memories
Christmas always reminds me of my mom. She always made it so special. I’ll miss her even more this year…
(Susan Sarandon in Little Women. Her character was so much like my mom, she always reminds me of her when I watch the movie)
“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out...”
– Jack London (via imfantasyparade)
Traffic Haikus
New York City has launched a new set of traffic signs—written in haiku poems. They’re designed to encourage people to be more sensitive and share the street. Genius.
No words can describe how I feel right now.
Totally like whatever, you know? By Taylor Mali www.taylormali.com
In case you hadn’t noticed, it has somehow become uncool to sound like you know what you’re talking about? Or believe strongly in what you’re saying? Invisible question marks and parenthetical (you know?)’s have been attaching themselves to the ends of our sentences? Even when those sentences...
it’s 1:34 am.
Up until 11pm, my evening was going fine. Great even. I nailed a presentation, had a long, entertaining conversation with my coworkers after work, came home to hot chocolate.
Then I decided to finish editing my final report/group project. Some of my members had asked for the file as soon as possible so they could starting work on getting their final portfolio bound. Fine....
“File too big to email”
Fuck that.
I see Stars...
I love stars. There is something about them that pierces down to my soul. As a kid I used to love lying out and watching them, feeling so small and insignificant and so very vital all at the same time.
Watching them awakens a longing in me.
Sometimes when the beauty of something especially hits me, I feel this weird feeling in the pit of my stomach as if I’m approaching the edge of...
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by Kyle Hale, on flickr
I think at this point most creative things are pretentious or ambitious so it’s just a waste of time to apologize for trying to develop your skills or eye or whatever. Everyone is so worried about seeming hipster but I dunno, I think caring about what kind of clothes other people wear or what kind of music they like is the most hipster. I would much rather be taking pictures and writing...
It is also good to love: because love is difficult. For one human being to love another human being: that is perhaps the most difficult task that has been entrusted to us, the ultimate task, the final test and proof, the work for which all other work is merely preparation. That is why young people, who are beginners in everything, are not yet capable of love: it is something they must learn. With...
success
To laugh often and much; To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; To know even one life has breathed easier because you have...
An Ode on Alice by Ruthann Logsdon Zaroff
Curiouser and curiouser the prose it did seem, As day became night and the moon it did beam. I huddled ’neath covers as white as the snow, And my love for this tome did continue to grow.
With Rabbit and Dormouse and Hatter and Queen, And White Knight and Cheshire Cat whose body unseen Remained in my nightmares for nearly a year. But yet there was more I...
“Sleep is such a gracious thief. It steals my time, but gives me strength.”
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Redemption, Adeste (via berrynice)
“Keep your best wishes close to your heart and watch what happens.”
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Tony DeLiso
