brighter.

(via papertissue)

Tue, 16 Mar 2010 13:29:02 -0400

(via papertissue)

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-3-14)

Tue, 16 Mar 2010 01:50:56 -0400

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-3-14):

Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz

"From the hour you’re born you begin to die. But between birth and death there’s life."

Fri, 12 Mar 2010 15:37:42 -0500

“From the hour you’re born you begin to die. But between birth and death there’s life.”

- Simone de Beauvoir (via awritersruminations)

serpentskirt: (via id0be1ieve) beautiful shot.

Thu, 11 Mar 2010 15:03:52 -0500

serpentskirt:

(via id0be1ieve)

beautiful shot.

"It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar..."

Wed, 10 Mar 2010 16:02:00 -0500

“It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.”

- Chuck Palahniuk

(via cityyandcolour)

Wed, 10 Mar 2010 16:00:08 -0500

(via cityyandcolour)

"Today I’ve made a major decision: I am never going to die. Others will die around me. They will be..."

Wed, 10 Mar 2010 15:52:43 -0500

“Today I’ve made a major decision: I am never going to die. Others will die around me. They will be nullified. Nothing of their personality will remain. The light switch will be turned off.”

- Super Sad True Love Story, by Gary Shteyngart, now on my must-read shortlist.

preorder it at amazon.com

A Writer's Ruminations: Effort at Speech Between Two People by Muriel Rukeyser

Tue, 09 Mar 2010 11:09:46 -0500

A Writer's Ruminations: Effort at Speech Between Two People by Muriel Rukeyser:

Speak to me. Take my hand. What are you now?
I will tell you all. I will conceal nothing.
When I was three, a little child read a story about a rabbit
who died, in the story, and I crawled under a chair:
a pink rabbit: it was my birthday, and a candle
burnt a sore spot on my finger, and I was told…

A Shocking Truth about CSS

Tue, 09 Mar 2010 10:36:30 -0500

A Shocking Truth about CSS:

maraby:

Interesting implications.

A must-read for web developers. Be sure to check out the blog post linked in the chat.

The Trees Bend To Me

Tue, 09 Mar 2010 10:18:24 -0500

The waves rock me slowly to sleep,
My eyes watch the water.
The brightest quiet hijacks my body:
It is the warm embrace of a lover.

The trees bend to brush my face -
I feel their leaves in my hair.
The soil, the bugs, the dead things, too,
In a campaign to wash me bare.

Mother, I know you never intended, expected,>
Such a complicated daughter.
I tell you now - life’s pains aren’t scars,
I bathe them off in water.

Sparklehorse / Danger Mouse - Star Eyes (I Can Catch It)...

Mon, 08 Mar 2010 17:41:17 -0500

Sparklehorse / Danger Mouse - Star Eyes (I Can Catch It) (featuring James Mercer)

Mark Linkous, aka Sparklehorse, died this past weekend. Here’s a track off of his last album, “Dark Night of the Soul,” a collaboration with Danger Mouse and David Lynch, featuring Julian Casablancas, Frank Black, and Iggy Pop among others.

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-3-7)

Mon, 08 Mar 2010 15:42:00 -0500

My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-3-7):

Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz

"I have a need of silence and of stars. Too much is said too loudly. I am dazed. The silken sound of..."

Mon, 08 Mar 2010 10:49:47 -0500

“I have a need of silence and of stars.
Too much is said too loudly. I am dazed.
The silken sound of whirled infinity
Is lost in voices shouting to be heard…”

- William Alexander Percy (via awritersruminations)

"You can’t stop time. You can’t capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down."

Thu, 04 Mar 2010 10:33:21 -0500

“You can’t stop time. You can’t capture light. You can only turn your face up and let it rain down.”

- The Memory Keeper’s Daughter, Kim Edwards (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)

Music While Drowning

Thu, 04 Mar 2010 08:53:10 -0500

egonschiele:

There were moments when the black river
put a yoke on all my powers.
I saw the small waters large
and the gentle shores steep and high.
Turning, I fought
and heard the waters within me,
the good and beautiful black waters—
then I breathed golden strength again.
The river flowed, rigid and stronger.

Egon Schiele

Rococo Black Tea Set

Thu, 04 Mar 2010 00:46:36 -0500

Rococo Black Tea Set

Scandia Home: Antalya Towel & Bath Collection

Thu, 04 Mar 2010 00:45:39 -0500

Scandia Home: Antalya Towel & Bath Collection:

because you can’t go wrong with ultra-luxe Turkish cotton

agenerousdesigner: Horsetail Firefall (via Wiggum03) “Horsetail...

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 20:41:57 -0500

agenerousdesigner:

Horsetail Firefall (via Wiggum03)

“Horsetail Falls is a small seasonal waterfall that only appears in late winter and early spring. It flows over the east side of El Capitan, so as a backdrop it has one of the most impressive walls of granite in the entire park. Then – only for part of February, and only when the sky is clear – the very last sunrays of the day selectively linger on the falls, lighting it up with a golden glow that makes the water look like lava.”

One of these days I’ll get to Yosemite.

fuckyeaheyegasms: Stars Al-Hada نجوم الهدا (via Abdullah...

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 20:30:22 -0500

fuckyeaheyegasms:

Stars Al-Hada نجوم الهدا (via Abdullah Al-faggar لاللكم ونعم للكي)

Beautiful.

It's more than habitual.

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 09:52:00 -0500

I caught myself this morning holding a nifty pyramid teabag containing PG Tips tea over a cup next to some boiling water. You see, I’ve been making a cup of tea for this British man every morning for the past several weeks. However, he’s not here today, he’s away, and so no one is going to drink it. I put the teabag back in the box and used the water to make more coffee in my french press.

I first thought, “wow, I’ve got a tea-making habit now,” but I realize that this gesture, making a cup of something warm and reminiscent of home for someone who’s taken a huge leap of faith to be with me, is not merely a habit. It’s more than routine, it’s part of me now.

Cheers to always having a reason to brew those PG Tips. Nah, cheers to love. Cheers to having the life that allows you to love. Cheers to you, James.