June 2011
46 posts
any lengths
“I can only measure the world in terms of longing…I would like to sleep once with...”
– Rilke
my slow descent into alcoholism, it went to my...
Salvation holdout central I say my ever loosening grip On the commonest courtesies slipped
ring the bells that still can ring. forget your...
“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via halus)
poor luongo.
tail between my legs.
Lately I will just stop and allow the space between my thoughts to speak. I am constantly amazed at the level of ease, peace and happiness that I have been feeling. I almost don’t believe it, but I am so unbelievably grateful. It feels more authentic than anything I can remember feeling. In that space, there are no addictions, no jealousy, no betrayal, no dishonesty, no greed. it is the...
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use,...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke
By Wislawa Szymborska
I prefer movies. I prefer cats.
I prefer the oaks along the Warta. I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky. I prefer myself liking people to myself loving mankind. I prefer keeping a needle and thread on hand, just in case. I prefer the color green. I prefer not to maintain that reason is to blame for everything. I prefer exceptions. I prefer to leave early. I prefer talking to doctors about something...
