August 2011
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Deconstruction →
Aug 29th
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Old furniture →
Most people I know keep the things they value inside reeking antique cupboards in their dining areas only to be appreciated by visitors whom they haven’t seen in twenty years…
Aug 21st
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Sloganize your name! →
Mine’s - They’re Yummy For Your Jmar.
Aug 21st
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The point of everything  →
The point of everything we do is not to preserve life but to carry ourselves in the unfelt but conscious pressure of the earth’s rotation. We take liberty in almost all our actions…
Aug 21st
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Aug 20th
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Anonymous asked: hello there! :)
Aug 18th
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knuckledebate asked: hmm what's up
Aug 18th
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Chocolates for penguins →
She emerged from the airport with luggage not full of clothes but of chocolates from South Africa. She said there are lots of cute penguins in South Africa and she wanted to take home one and put it in a freezer…
Aug 18th
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Aug 17th
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“Poets who eventually commit suicide use I-words [I, me, my] more than...”
– James Pennebaker, a UT psychologist who wrote a book called The Secret Life of Pronouns: What Our Words Say About Us (Thx, @claytoncubitt & @anya1anya (via austinkleon)
Aug 17th
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“I can’t raid my past for raw material because my past is so dull, so I have to...”
– Jim Crace (via theparisreview)
Aug 16th
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knuckledebate asked: Aaaaah you write so well. I'm jealous.
Aug 16th
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Aug 15th
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The lonely incandescent light bulb →
The lonely incandescent light bulb rests its volts making my bedroom dark but only illuminated by an old desk lamp I got for Christmas when I was nine. The table is inclined at an uncomfortable angle I can almost feel the awkwardness… A stream of my failing consciousness.
Aug 15th
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discourse
rosapark: “there are times when a feeling of expectancy comes to me, as if something is there, beneath the surface of my understanding, waiting for me to grasp it. it is the same tantalising sensation when you almost remember a name, but don’t quite reach it. i can feel it when i think of human beings, of the hints of evolution suggested by the removal of wisdom teeth, the narrowing of the jaw...
Aug 15th
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