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cosascool: ‘Bourrasque’ light installation by Paul Cocksedge in...

Sat, 18 May 2013 17:20:36 +0800

cosascool:

‘Bourrasque’ light installation by Paul Cocksedge in Lyon

leadinq: THIS IS THE HAPPIEST GOAT I HAVE EVER SEEN OMFG JUST...

Mon, 13 May 2013 22:12:41 +0800

leadinq:

THIS IS THE HAPPIEST GOAT I HAVE EVER SEEN OMFG JUST LOOK AT ITS FACE

Variations on the Word Love, by Margaret Atwood

Mon, 13 May 2013 21:43:10 +0800

This is a word we use to plug
holes with. It’s the right size for those warm
blanks in speech, for those red heart-
shaped vacancies on the page that look nothing
like real hearts. Add lace
and you can sell
it. We insert it also in the one empty
space on the printed form
that comes with no instructions. There are whole
magazines with not much in them
but the word love, you can
rub it all over your body and you
can cook with it too. How do we know
it isn’t what goes on at the cool
debaucheries of slugs under damp
pieces of cardboard? As for the weed-
seedlings nosing their tough snouts up
among the lettuces, they shout it.
Love! Love! sing the soldiers, raising
their glittering knives in salute.

Then there’s the two
of us. This word
is far too short for us, it has only
four letters, too sparse
to fill those deep bare
vacuums between the stars
that press on us with their deafness.
It’s not love we don’t wish
to fall into, but that fear.
this word is not enough but it will
have to do. It’s a single
vowel in this metallic
silence, a mouth that says
O again and again in wonder
and pain, a breath, a finger
grip on a cliffside. You can
hold on or let go.

The Burning Room, by Alvin Pang

Thu, 09 May 2013 00:48:22 +0800

(aubade on a picture of spontaneous combustion)

When my lover returns
to his wife, his suburban apartment, the comfort
of a seasoned bed bearing
his beautiful weight

I say nothing.
I do not nod nor sigh nor breathe the light
starting to bleed into the room
the colour of saints

being martyred in portraits.
I walk the gallery of his absence, a tourist only
to this surfeit of space,
the erasure of lines

that is his gift to me.
It is enough, I think, to watch over the wide
territory of his need, to guard
the frontiers of desire

with my body and silence.
It is enough. And so I do not stir,
even when the flames bloom
fresh petals

from my unbrushed hair,
pursed eyelids. I disappear
into photographic retreat,
chemical shadow. So

when my lover returns
I am already the ash he wonders at
and brushes gently away
from the hood of his car.

breathtakingdestinations: Paradise in the fog @Sun-Moon Lake,...

Tue, 07 May 2013 23:40:20 +0800

breathtakingdestinations:

Paradise in the fog @Sun-Moon Lake, Taiwan ～日月潭鏡雪世界 (von passer-by F.H. (新手上路中))

Photo

Tue, 07 May 2013 00:06:54 +0800

"to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held..."

Mon, 06 May 2013 23:30:36 +0800

“to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.”

- Ellen Bass, The Thing Is (via atramentum)

futurefanfare: Photo by ggnoobs

Sun, 05 May 2013 02:46:07 +0800

futurefanfare:

Photo by ggnoobs

hufflepuffia: negativefuck: is this an actual legitimate...

Sun, 05 May 2013 02:39:46 +0800

hufflepuffia:

negativefuck:

is this an actual legitimate Marvel publication or just a Captain Hammer joke because I am fucking pissing

OMG either way.

LOL

69shadesofgray: this is literally the best thing i’ve seen in a...

Sun, 05 May 2013 02:37:08 +0800

69shadesofgray:

this is literally the best thing i’ve seen in a long time. props to whoever made this, you are a metaphorical genius.

annaszczek: awkwardsituationist: high tide and low tide in...

Sun, 05 May 2013 02:26:23 +0800

annaszczek:

awkwardsituationist:

high tide and low tide in great britain. photographs by michael marten

GB y u so cool?

This terrifies me somehow.

a stranger

Sat, 04 May 2013 02:04:40 +0800

A few days ago, I happened to catch a glimpse of what a random woman borrowed from the library. Those few titles all had phrases such as “how to save your marriage” and “divorce busting”. I didn’t want to jump to conclusions or make any assumptions, but I found myself thinking of her the entire day and hoping that she didn’t need those books for real life application.

loveyourchaos: yup.

Sat, 04 May 2013 01:49:20 +0800

loveyourchaos:

yup.

rennertastic: #i like how as thors hair grows he looks older...

Sat, 04 May 2013 01:43:21 +0800

rennertastic:

#i like how as thors hair grows he looks older and more mature #and loki just looks like he’s addicted to heroin

Photo

Sat, 04 May 2013 01:42:52 +0800

fools-game: Man, goats just do not give a fuck.

Sat, 04 May 2013 01:42:20 +0800

fools-game:

Man, goats just do not give a fuck.

Photo

Sat, 04 May 2013 01:40:31 +0800

organized-clutter: No, not this can’t be real.

Thu, 02 May 2013 00:41:46 +0800

organized-clutter:

No, not this can’t be real.

blua: Illustration by Jolene Lai from Los Angeles, California.

Wed, 01 May 2013 13:32:20 +0800

blua:

Illustration by Jolene Lai from Los Angeles, California.

第一话

Wed, 01 May 2013 08:19:00 +0800

It took almost 3 weeks to be completely honest with myself and to finally figure out what was wrong. Not that it matters anymore, but I suppose it helps me to move on. Looking back, there are many things I would have done differently, and will do differently. But at the end of the day, I’m glad that you proved what I was subconsciously trying to prove before I sank deeper. Not in the way I was hoping, but there was an answer nonetheless.

Moving on: 少怀疑自己一点，多爱自己一点.