February 2012
12 posts
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Thank you for leading me to this, Internet.
I’ll just be in a corner, weeping because I stopped drawing and decided not to apply to any art schools.
January 2012
16 posts
“It’s funny. The difference between silence and quiet. Silence has a hum...”
moledro
n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.
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We owe the dead life.
December 2011
13 posts
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“Do they sense it, these dead writers, when their books are read? Does a pinprick...”
– Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale
Carry On My Wayward Son - Kansas
With violins.
chapter two:
when you are dead, what will you do?
will you flail and shiver at the thought of maggots in your ribs?
will you recall your fantasies and suppress the fears?
will you do anything at all?
your mind will be dead. unusable. unthinkable. unbelievable.
you’ll just be nothing but a fragment of the earth.
and then you won’t be anything at all.
J. R. R. Tolkien reads an excerpt from The Lord...
November 2011
4 posts
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when your kind first huddled around a fire, i was the thing in the dark.
when the last breath left your lungs, i was the ghost in the wind.
i am the eyes that watch the back of your head,
and it is my breath that raises the hairs on your neck.
i will creep and crawl and lay the way down,
and you will drag yourself in to the pit.
the city fears me and rightly should;
they have destroyed...
October 2011
2 posts
Yesterday, upon the stair, I met a man who wasn’t there He wasn’t there again today I wish, I wish he’d go away…
One bright day in the middle of the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other, drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman heard the noise and came and killed those two dead boys.
September 2011
2 posts
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“Alice: How long is forever?
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.”
– Lewis Carrol
August 2011
1 post
