
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
I've come to realize;
“A person of good intelligence and of sensitivity cannot exist in this society very long without having some anger about the inequality - and it’s not just a bleeding-heart, knee-jerk, liberal kind of a thing - it is just a normal human reaction to a nonsensical set of values where we have cinnamon-flavored dental floss and there are people sleeping in the street.”
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
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Somehow, I’m leading someone else’s life. I still see the way the moon plays this tune, though our night’s died. My hands shake. My knees quake. Its everyday, the same way.
When I’m lost. I look at my picture of you. I’ll make tonight my own. Show you every way I’ve grown. If you let me, I’ll show the world to you. If you let me, I’ll know just what to do.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Kindness;
I can't seem to put this book down. I keep reading it front to back, over and over.
- Rob Sheffield, Love Is A Mix Tape
"I was helpless in trying to return people’s kindness, but also helpless to resist it. Kindness is a scarier force than cruelty, that’s for sure. Cruelty isn’t that hard to understand. I had no trouble comprehending why the phone company wanted to screw me over; they just wanted to steal some money, it was nothing personal. That’s the way of the world. It made me mad, but it didn’t make me feel stupid. If anything, it flattered my intelligence. Accepting all that kindness, though, made me feel stupid.
Human benevolence is totally unfair. We don’t live in a kind or generous world, yet we are kind and generous. We know the universe is out to burn us, and it gets us all the way it got Renee, but we don’t burn each other, not always. We are kind people in an unkind world, to paraphrase Wallace Stevens. How do you pretend you don’t know about it, after you see it? How do you go back to acting like you don’t need it? How do you even the score and walk off a free man? You can’t. I found myself forced to let go of all sorts of independence I thought I had, independence I had spent years trying to cultivate. That world was all gone, and now I was a supplicant, dependent on the mercy of other people’s psychic hearts"
- Rob Sheffield, Love Is A Mix Tape
Friday, November 6, 2009
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