Sunday, November 14, 2010
cosmic irony
the belief that the universe is so large and man is so small that the universe is indifferent to the plight of man
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
gay and merry
oh sigh
my fanciful heart
dances with light feet
encased in ballerina pink slippers
of the finest satin
upon sugar blossoms and dew-wet hydrangea leaves
splashing in puddles
and leaping heedlessly from petal to petal
precious birds of flight
with gold-gilded wings fly 'cross the kingdom to spread my good news
and woodland creatures gather chestnuts
not for the long winter ahead
but as snacks to enjoy during the show
Saturday, October 9, 2010
facebook profile
My half birthday is May 9th
May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
- Neil Gaiman
“All I ask is one thing, and I’m asking this particularly of young people: please don’t be cynical. I hate cynicism, for the record, it’s my least favorite quality and it doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen.”
- Conan O’Brien
“I hope she’ll be a fool - that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.”
- Jonathan Safran Foer
”I always feel like I’m struggling to become someone else. Like I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to reinvent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself- as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me."
-Haruki Murakami
dangurewitch twitter:
The most pessimistic sentence possible: "Rainbows are shaped like frowns."
TJ: i certainly did. we read harry potter together. it was a fun night. he only puked every 5 pages. but we managed to get pretty far
anything unrelated to elephants is irrelephant
fat people are harder to kidnap (also applies to elephants)
Sometimes late at night I rearrange traffic signs. People need to be challenged.
Your mind is the scene of the crime.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
iPoet
Just as autumn arrived, winter was not far behind
Nipping eagerly at our toes while we tried to concentrate on books.
The sweaters came out of closet and boots dusted off. Out rubber clad feet jumped in puddles, reminding us how young we really are.
While the world expects us to apply to their institutions of higher learning,
Our priorities are different. Our wants.
Soft hands in our own, soft lips on our own. A blanket on a soft couch when all we want to do is sleep
And sleep forever.
The flame still flickers
Sometimes it is gentle, sitting on the mantle next to cards from lost aunts.
Other times the flame engulf us, and all we are is a mass of fire,
Ready to consume whatever we cross
Either way, we keep our shining eyes and pert noses
Ears careful to weed out items of importance from quotidian prose
Nipping eagerly at our toes while we tried to concentrate on books.
The sweaters came out of closet and boots dusted off. Out rubber clad feet jumped in puddles, reminding us how young we really are.
While the world expects us to apply to their institutions of higher learning,
Our priorities are different. Our wants.
Soft hands in our own, soft lips on our own. A blanket on a soft couch when all we want to do is sleep
And sleep forever.
The flame still flickers
Sometimes it is gentle, sitting on the mantle next to cards from lost aunts.
Other times the flame engulf us, and all we are is a mass of fire,
Ready to consume whatever we cross
Either way, we keep our shining eyes and pert noses
Ears careful to weed out items of importance from quotidian prose
Thursday, September 23, 2010
more painful faux-etry
beauty pageants, teen queens
heartbreak hotels for marooned souls
hairspray and perfume
don't mask the stench of last night's gin
part hard and no work
wont get you far my teenage star
january 17, 2010
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