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‘All of us are better when we’re loved.’

Alistair MacLeod, from No Great Mischief  (via perfect)

And how we are loved

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Sabrina (1954) dir. Billy Wilder

It is late at night and someone across the way is playing La Vie en Rose. It is the French way of saying, ‘I am looking at the world through rose-coloured glasses and it says everything I feel. I have learned how to live, how to be in the world and of the world, and not just to stand aside and watch. And I will never, never again run away from life, or from love, either.

<3 <3 <3

For reasons unexplained, every person in the world is born with a large gaping hole in the center of their chest…while not uncomfortable, it is widely considered unsightly, and pretty much everyone tries to fill it with something…some people fill it with religion, others just buy a bunch of stuff, and some even fill it with other folks…I left mine alone, though, because I found out if you run against the wind at just the right angle, it makes a whistling noise.

Aaron Diaz, The Distinctly Essential Dresden Codak Primer (via dieworten)


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Like the Atman of the Vedas, like the Buddhist Mind, like Tao, the Great Spirit of the American Indian is everywhere and in all things, unchanging… It stirs me that this primordial intuition has been perpetuated by voice and act across countless horizons and for centuries on end… it is a profound consolation, perhaps the only one, to this haunted animal that wastes most of a long a ghostly life wandering the future and the past on its hind legs, looking for meanings, only to see in the eyes of others of its kind that it must die.

Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard (via invisiblestories)
Started character sketches for a comic büch collaboration, this is my favorite thing now

Started character sketches for a comic büch collaboration, this is my favorite thing now

Sundogby me :)


by me :)




Heart flopping, I did my first poetry set

in New Orleans. It was delicious.

 i wasn’t going to read, but then Ben was like,




afterward,  a girl approaches me 
and we share a genuine human moment.  Her dad is an artist

who, in 2013, made an instillation piece about Laika, the Russian

dog I wrote into my poem

and grad school isn’t scary, though i haven’t had
my journalism class yet, the one where the professor isn’t a professor
but a JOURNALIST IN RESIDENCE, which translates

to “HARDASS”….

i want my friends form PA to move to this
"Northern Most Caribbean Town" I want them
to be happy about sugar and getting up early

and jazz.  Dropping subtle hits to Drew
every time I shop at the co-op or meet
someone with goats, though admit

this city is too Rum Diaries 

for his current self, though he changes

AT LEAST as often as I do, and this

is what keeps it fresh and free

of that rotting deer smell

Learning how to love is the goal and the purpose of spiritual life — not learning how to develop psychic powers, not learning how to bow, chant, do yoga, or even meditate, but learning to love. Love is the truth. Love is the light.

Lama Surya Das