March 2012
Amazing
Landmarks Layered into a Collective Memory - http://pulse.me/s/7wIoO
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“Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.”
– Thomas Merton
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Thrasher of My High Horse
ellemac23: It shattered my senses like a broken wind. Too long has gone and too far I’ve traveled. The long step has been taken striding towards something sufficient. Sufficient enough to keep that wind from breaking my heart. Its fray sway diving into the underground. You, sir, the thrasher of my high horse. I stand tall, keeps me going. The nature of things, ...
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Massive
ellemac23: The faulty frailties and floppy fumbling that makes up your ghastly days. I don’t understand. Incessant, excruciating, indivisible islands of opportunities. Islands in pieces of sand dotted.  The sand and flakes flatten in mixtures of brown or gold, white or black, yellow or orange. It falls from my twiddling fingers like the collapsed wall landing as mush...
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Sappho- Glittering-Minded deathless Aphrodite
Glittering-Minded deathless Aphrodite, I beg you, Zeus’s daughter, weaver of snares, Don’t shatter my heart with fierce Pain, goddess, But come now, if ever before You heard my voice, far off, and listened, And left your father’s golden house, And came, Yoking your chariot. Lovely the swift Sparrows that brought you over black earth A whirring of wings through mid-air Down the sky. They came....
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“Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards...”
– T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton” from Four Quartets (via liquidnight)
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