December 2011
14 posts
ListenMimori Yusa - Of The Only One
Dec 26th
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Dec 20th
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“She knew that this was the last evening that she ever would see him for whom she...”
– Hans Christian Andersen, The Little Mermaid (via palejewel)
Dec 19th
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“All that was left was this anguished heart, eager to live, rebelling against the...”
– Albert Camus (via existential-love)
Dec 17th
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WatchWatch
Japan: A story of Love and Hate “Because I need her. It’s not for history. It’s not for life. She is my life. You’ll know what I mean when you get old.” Japan is ‘technologically’ the first world, but ‘mentally’ it is a third world nation.  I remember an english teacher telling me when I first arrived. ‘The problem with the Japanese...
Dec 16th
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Dec 12th
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“Love cannot accept what it is. Everywhere on earth it cries out against...”
– Albert Camus (via existential-love)
Dec 10th
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ListenNick Heyward - Two Make It True Need what you...
Dec 6th
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“There are those who are made for living and those who are made for loving.”
– Albert Camus - The Myth of Sisyphus (via christiankeyes) What a loser. Lesbians are taking over Saturday night. They own it. Cats are so silly. They don’t think about the future at all. No planning whatsoever. I envy them, therefore I’m a sinner. Camus would think this absurd.
Dec 6th
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Dec 5th
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Dec 3rd
Edgar Allan Poem, "Sonnet-Silence"
bluefeathernotes: There are some qualities- some incorporate things, That have a double life, which thus is made A type of that twin entity which springs From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade. There is a two-fold Silence- sea and shore- Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places, Newly with grass o’ergrown; some solemn graces, Some human memories and tearful lore, Render him...
Dec 2nd
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Dec 2nd
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The Lake
yingyangtheory: In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot The which I could not love the less- So lovely was the loneliness Of a wild lake, with black rock bound, And the tall pines that towered around. But when the Night had thrown her pall Upon that spot, as upon all, And the mystic wind went by Murmuring in melody- Then- ah then I would awake To the terror of the lone...
Dec 1st
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