"There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about."
— Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea (via larmoyante)

You’ve got a permanent line
In your arm like an anchor, weighing down your mind
You can sink or swim, but please don’t drown this time.

You take blood transfusions,
From books and dead musicians
You sing ‘O positive’
But you’re far from positive.

"The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create — so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating."
Pearl S. Buck (via anonymousmentor)

man-and-camera:

Into the Abyss ➾ Luke Gram

We could have been together
But now we’re always separate
Like how two planets orbit
Never touching, but close enough to feel some warmth.

Four A.M. in the swimming pool,
And you pretended,
You knew how constellations move.

Before we drank our body’s worth,
You said you were scared to fly –
Said you were more of a river-guy.

We swam, off balance
Drowning together, in solid air –
You said you were scared to care.

Oh, but life is good sometimes.
And that song still reminds me
These rare events arrive when
You feel the most real,
And that everything else must be a dream.

"We have always found the Irish a bit odd. They refuse to be English."

Winston Churchill (via nevver)

Damn right!

Yeo!

"The nervous tension I’d been feeling for months broke
 And strangely, I laughed.
 Then I went to my bedroom and I laid down,
 And in my tears, and in the heaviness of everything I drowned.”

  – Mark Kozelek

4nimalparty:

by skinny.seba

Beautiful. I have such a thirst for a WLVF equipped 6x6 120 camera. A Hassie 500cm would be the dream but a Kiev 88 might have to suffice.  4nimalparty:

by skinny.seba

Beautiful. I have such a thirst for a WLVF equipped 6x6 120 camera. A Hassie 500cm would be the dream but a Kiev 88 might have to suffice.  4nimalparty:

by skinny.seba

Beautiful. I have such a thirst for a WLVF equipped 6x6 120 camera. A Hassie 500cm would be the dream but a Kiev 88 might have to suffice. 

4nimalparty:

by skinny.seba

Beautiful. I have such a thirst for a WLVF equipped 6x6 120 camera. A Hassie 500cm would be the dream but a Kiev 88 might have to suffice. 

"I don’t know what I want. I don’t know what to do."

"What does your soul say? What does your conscience say?"

"I don’t know… I can’t hear her over all the death and the uncertainty and the static. I’m always told to listen to my heart… to listen to my ‘self’, but lately I feel so thin that if I reach inside myself for answers, my skin might tear and all my existence will flood out and collect in uncertain, grey pools on the floor.
All of my battles rage close to the surface. There is no depth or weight to my conflict. There are no subtle hues in the choices of my life, only black and white – right and wrong – success and failure; and pain.

I feel thin.”

"I believe that the justification of art is the internal combustion it ignites in the hearts of men and not its shallow, externalized, public manifestations. The purpose of art is not the release of a momentary ejection of adrenalin but is, rather, the gradual, lifelong construction of a state of wonder and serenity."
— Glenn Gould (via nineliterarymagazine)

I have so much love for Gould. In my opinion, there is no finer performer of Bach, Schoenberg or Gibbons on the keyboard.

spokemnemosyne:

I worry about you.

Not in a critical way, but in the way a father will sometimes get a sting of pain at the thought of bringing another soul into a horrible world. But then, I think about that father or that mother, and I know that this wouldn’t stop them.

Because sometimes I imagine being with…

Marvellous. I 100% get this vibe.

Uncle Walt showed me the inside of his self.
And as noted in ‘Song of Myself’, his self is different to himself.
That’s why i feel privileged.