August 2010
July 2010
And it is a painful torture, what we do to...
How could one possibly think that black on white, ink and paper, finger on keys… how could this ever express the pure emotion, the doubt and expression of one’s thoughts?
Thoughts cannot be steamrolled into a two-dimensional plane and nor can they be severed by a mere period - in fact they roll on like a train of ellipsis carted by dash.
Thoughts are intimately connected with...
And it was beautiful.
Because Swirlee wants me to post it. Whatevs.
Once upon a time, there was a man on an island.
The Island was beautiful. The island was warm at night. And the ocean breeze cooled him by day. And every day he walked down to the shore and dug the sand. Higher and higher. He built these mounds. And by every morning they’d be blown away.
It was one time, exactly 15 months, 3 days...
“It erases women’s own desires and the sex appeal of men’s bodies, leading women...”
– Guys on Immodesty, Lust, and the Violence of Women’s Bodies » Sociological Images
“Somedays, you just have to throw it in park, roll down your windows, put your...”
– My advice on commuting road rage when you’re stuck on the freeway and you’re not moving anywhere.
misterpeace asked: http://bit.ly/IxWQE
“I think everyone at the Daily Planet knows about Superman but they say, ‘Listen,...”
– Grant Morrison, on Clark Kent’s secret and the importance of sensitivity to co-workers (via misterpeace)
