Do I Dare Disturb the Universe?

A digital Pensieve. As it were.

This is entirely too funny

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“She stuck a bookmark
in my heart
and walked away.”

—   She (Saul Williams)

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Falling in love, we said; I fell for him. We were falling women. We believed in it, this downward motion: so lovely, like flying, and yet at the same time so dire, so extreme, so unlikely. God is love, they once said, but we reversed that, and love, like heaven, was always just around the corner. The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total. We were waiting, always, for the incarnation. That word, made flesh.

And sometimes it happened, for a time. That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards, like pain. You would look at the man one day and you would think, I loved you, and the tense would be past, and you would be filled with a sense of wonder, because it was such an amazing and precarious and dumb thing to have done; and you would know too why your friends had been evasive about it, at the time.

There is a good deal of comfort, now, in remembering this.

—   Margaret Atwood


fireflies in timelapse, photos by (click pic) vincent bradytakehito miyataketsuneaki hiramatsu and spencer black

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Catherine Opie - Untitled #7 (Surfers) (2003)


Catherine OpieUntitled #7 (Surfers) (2003)

“I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.”

—   this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too (via naomilku)

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Well it sure did have a…

…killer ending.

too soon

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