June 2011
71 posts
There is nothing but chemistry here
And with that in mind we have nothing to fear
This applies to all I hold dear
And with that in mind all is beautifully clear
-Tall Ships, Chemistry (2010)
Thanks for the follow, I like your blog. It seems peaceful, thank you. :)
no problem, thank for reblogging the Bon Iver lyrics… fantastic album
“Someway, baby, it’s part of me, apart from me.”
you’re laying waste to Halloween
you fucked it friend, it’s on it’s head, it struck the street
you’re in Milwaukee, off your feet
…and at once I knew I was not magnificent
strayed above the highway aisle
(jagged vacance, thick with ice)
I could see for miles, miles, miles
-Bon Iver, Holocene (2011)
“The time to read is any time: no apparatus, no appointment of time and place, is necessary. It is the only art which can be practised at any hour of the day or night, whenever the time and inclination comes, that is your time for reading; in joy or sorrow, health or illness.”
—Holbrook Jackson (via lifeofliterature)
I’m tearing up, acrost your face
move dust through the light
to fide your name
it’s something fane
this is not a place
not yet awake, I’m raised of make
still alive who you love
still alive who you love
still alive who you love
in a mother, out a moth
furling forests for the soft
gotta know been lead aloft
so I’m ridding all your stories
what I know, what it is, is pouring – wire it up!
you’re breaking your ground
“In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement.”
—Aldous Huxley (via earlyfrost)
