“The bonds of affection which tie people one to another, these bonds count; they form an immense and invisible canvas without which the world would crumble. The rest, to which we devote most of our time giving ourselves airs of seriousness, has very little importance”
I allowed myself to daydream, and wasted time wondering what Hemingway would have done if it had been he who had seen the footprints in the sand.
Jacque Poulin’s Mister Blue
It's that day in which the whole internet becomes tired and repetitious about weed. I'm not one for it, I don't like smoking (it's gradual suicide). I'm more a pills guy, and after a spell of debilitating depression I'm finally clawing my way up out of it and I've run out of Fucks to give about anything.
The petals of the vagina unfold
like Christofer Columbus
taking off his shoes.
Is there anything more beautiful
than the bow of a ship
touching a new world?Richard Brautigan
I made the wall of shadow draw back,
beyond desire and act, I walked on.
Oh flesh, my own flesh, woman whom I loved and lost,
I summon you in the moist hour, I raise my song to you.
A Song Of Despair, Pablo Neruda
What a trip down memory lane this thread is....
There are times in my life that go a little like this: I open my heart, my heart is soon after stepped on by nine inch heels. Feeling unloved is a fever that I wish would just take me.
I don't know why sometimes I think I can forgive when in fact I can't forget.
"Don't get any big ideas They're not gonna happen"
I try to have Hope about things. Mostly I end up Hopeless.
The absence of sleep leads to thinking about the absence of love. My body aches loud enough to make me forget how lonely it is here. All I hear is the line "my brain says I'm receiving pain" from "My Iron Lung". I need distractions.
I'm amorous but out of reach
I've made my peace i'm dead i'm done
I watched you live to have my fun
I root for you, I love you