Posts tagged ‘feelings’

July 11th, 2012

"I have gone out, a possessed witch, haunting the black air, braver at night; dreaming evil, I have…"

I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disaligned.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.



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Anne Sexton, Her Kind

If there is one thing I’ve learned over the past couple of years, it’s that friends to whom you can say “Hey, this really hurt my feelings,” or “I feel weird about this,” and who can say it to you, and you’re both generous and kind about it, are the most important people in the world, and I’m so grateful for Daryl and Katy and Elisabeth and Colleen and Alithea and Kara and others unnamed.

July 8th, 2012

yes.



yes.

July 2nd, 2012

everything



everything

June 24th, 2012

rock and roll high school

not me: Can I invite so-and-so?
me: Of course, invite anyone you want!
not me: Ok, so then also so-and-so and so-and-so
me: Not her.
June 24th, 2012

azealiabanks: Coming Soon #FANTASEA I’m mermaiding…



azealiabanks:

Coming Soon #FANTASEA

I’m mermaiding tonight myself, can’t wait.

June 23rd, 2012

Caprica is getting amazing. Sister Clarice believes that the avatars are apotheosis, life after…

Caprica is getting amazing. Sister Clarice believes that the avatars are apotheosis, life after death, resurrection. She is totally getting high all the time and stealing code. Since Amanda is Zoe’s mother, Clarice thinks she is also God and Amanda is going crazy and seeing her dead brother so they get high together. The men are doddering around making business deals and watching sports. Like literally that is what they do. Lacy is infiltrating the other terrorist cell and since she is totally like “I will kill anyone and blow up anything, also I will take your pain ritual to level you can’t even deal with,” they are totally afraid of her. Also Clarice kills one of her husbands by electrocuting him in the bathtub with a tv (SYMBOLIC) and before he dies she is all “I forgive you but it’s God you have to worry about.” And Clarice is so crazy but you know what’s going to happen and that she is totally right, Zoe is the mother of everyone. AHHHHH

June 21st, 2012

"What to do with this grief today? I don’t know what good is sadness unless we stand still with it,…"

“What to do with this grief today? I don’t know what good is sadness unless we stand still with it, hold it under the tongue, savor it, and say to ourselves, “Here I am, if I had any doubt at all, here I am.””

- Sandra Cisneros from her April 14, 2011 letter (via popca)
June 3rd, 2012

Rewatching Caprica, it’s so advanced. All of the women are…



Rewatching Caprica, it’s so advanced. All of the women are geniuses and crazy and violent and the men are like “Blah blah governments and companies.” I cannot even guess who I love more, Clarice, Amanda, Zoey, Lacy—they are all so far off the map in terms of religion and science and loyalty and killing people. Daniel Graystone is all “Someone is stealing my industrial secrets! My daughter is a terrorist! I will have mantalk with another CEO” and the women are like “We are in your machines and blowing up trains and building emotional robots and making everything about feelings.”

May 19th, 2012

there are people who won’t respect you if you don’t make them feel insecure.

May 16th, 2012

svell: Mathilde Roussel, Lifes of Grass. soil, wheat seeds,…





svell:

Mathilde Roussel, Lifes of Grass. soil, wheat seeds, structure from recycled metal, fabric.

“The natural world, ingested as food becomes a component of human being. Through these anthropomorphic and organic sculptures made of soil and wheat grass seeds, I strive to show that food, it’s origin, it’s transport, has an impact on us beyond it’s taste. The power inside it affects every organ of our body. Observing nature and being aware of what and how we eat makes us more sensitive to food cycles in the world - of abundance, of famine - and allows us to be physically, intellectually and spiritually connected to a global reality.”