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2:02 am  1,037 notes

“I tell my students, ‘When you get these jobs that you have been so brilliantly trained for, just remember that your real job is that if you are free, you need to free somebody else. If you have some power, then your job is to empower somebody else. This is not just a grab-bag candy game.’”

— Toni Morrison (via thisislove)

(via commovente)

1:10 am  3,382 notes

k15h1:

Mia Christopher

1:10 am  79 notes

“I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. It’s probably not even real.”

— Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves (via larmoyante)

(via vnderwear)

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“I think most people do not imagine how things can change. In Detroit, there are community gardens that are only an indication that the country is coming back to the city. And that is something that actually is necessary to stop the real imminent danger of the extermination of our planet. When I came to Detroit, if you threw a stone up in the air it would hit an autoworker on its way down. A few years after that, if you threw a stone in the air it’d hit an abandoned house or a vacant lot on its way down. And most people saw those vacant lots as blight. But meanwhile during World War II, blacks had moved from the South to the North. And they saw these vacant lots as places where you could grow food for the community. And so urban agriculture was born. And that came about not because anyone planned it, but because the vacant lots, produced by abandonment, created the opportunity for bringing the country back into the city, and actually saving the planet in the process.”

Small Rebellions, Michelle Chen interviews Grace Lee Boggs - Guernica / A Magazine of Art & Politics (via guernicamag)

(via commovente)

1:02 am  265 notes

likeafieldmouse:

Vasilis Asimakopoulos

1:02 am  660 notes

“Maybe my limbs are made
mostly for decoration,
like the way I feel about
persimmons. You can’t
really eat them. Or you
wouldn’t want to. If you grab
the soft skin with your fist
it somehow feels funny,
like you’ve been here
before and uncomfortable,
too, like you’d rather
squish it between your teeth
impatiently, before spitting
the soft parts back up
to linger on the tongue like
burnt sugar or guilt.
For starters, it was all
an accident, you cut
the right branch
and a sort of light
woke up underneath,
and the inedible fruit
grew dark and needy.
Think crucial hanging.
Think crayon orange.
There is one low, leaning
heart-shaped globe left
and dearest, can you
tell, I am trying
to love you less.”

— "Crush," Ada Limón  (via commovente)

12:43 am  393 notes

likeafieldmouse:

Richard Patterson - Inner City Pressure (2014)

1:38 am  805 notes

“Why do I feel this alone? Basically, because I’ve always been alone. I’ve always been alone. And alone I’ll be. It’s about time I become aware of it and never forget it.”

— Andrei Tarkovsky (via larmoyante)

1:38 am  1,776 notes

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“No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention.”

— Chuck Palahniuk (via larmoyante)

1:35 am  1,966 notes

galasai:

Eylul Aslan
Berlin, 2014

1:32 am  2,286 notes

vvni:

Plaque in the entrance of the “Institute of Anti-Formalism” with a quote from Arkady and Boris Strugatsky, Monday Begins on Saturday (1964), translated by Andrew Bromfield (London: Seagull Publishing House, 2005).

1:30 am  277 notes

“Forgive. Forget. Fake it. Chin up. Wear lipstick, make lists, make sure your voicemail isn’t full. Mix protein shakes, send timely thank you notes, sip drinks more slowly, stare at adults’ eyebrows, smile without dimples, develop perfect posture. Be gracious, be kind, eliminate self-pity. Look in the mirror and shift your internal monologue from ‘How do I look?’ to ‘This is my face,’ from ‘What the hell am I doing?’ to ‘This is my life.’ Capitalize your emails, read the news, walk briskly, stay focused, and never, ever let on that you are somewhat lost and sometimes lonely and so completely confused (and would someone please just let me know what it is I’m supposed to do next, where exactly I’m supposed to go–). Just keep going. Go, and do not stop.”

— A Checklist for the Age 19 (Jennifer Schaffer)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via indifferentsouls)

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