all experience hath shown that mankind are more disposed to suffer while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses & usurpations pursuing invariably the same object, evinces a design to reduce them under absolute despotism, it is their right, it is their duty to throw off such government, & to provide new guards for their future security.Final post for this blog which will probably go down before the year ends. The time has come, now the burden is upon all of us to draw our lines and make our stands. The fascist takeover of America regardless of when it began is in full effect. Time to make it clap for democracy folks… Thus always to tyrants.
United Healthcare CEO fatally shot outside investor eventOne down.
If you know who they are, you know what to do.#FVK
gravity-rainbow-deactivated2024:
In the Tibetan Book of the Dead, crying is not allowed. Why? Because it is supposedly confusing to the dead.Lauri Anderson - Heart of Dog
In the Tibetan Book of the Dead, crying is not allowed. Why? Because it is supposedly confusing to the dead.
Lauri Anderson - Heart of Dog
b22-design:
Without Cabinet by Helmut Smits
niimph:
“I was a romantic and sentimental creature, with a tendency towards solitude.” — Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits
“I was a romantic and sentimental creature, with a tendency towards solitude.”
— Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits
liberalsarecool:
seaymph:
“Melancholy is a sensual pleasure that is deliberately provoked. How many people shut themselves away to make themselves sadder, or to weep beside a stream, or choose a sentimental book! We are constantly building and unbuilding ourselves.” — Gustave Flaubert (via down-the-rabbith0le)
“Melancholy is a sensual pleasure that is deliberately provoked. How many people shut themselves away to make themselves sadder, or to weep beside a stream, or choose a sentimental book! We are constantly building and unbuilding ourselves.”
— Gustave Flaubert (via down-the-rabbith0le)
“Stars open among the lilies. Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens? This is the silence of astounded souls.” — Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water (via margorobbie)
“Stars open among the lilies. Are you not blinded by such expressionless sirens? This is the silence of astounded souls.”
— Sylvia Plath, Crossing the Water (via margorobbie)
“You, poetry incarnate, must know, after all, that your very name is a poem.” — Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke c. May 1926 (via in-the-middle-of-a-daydream)
“You, poetry incarnate, must know, after all, that your very name is a poem.”
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from a letter to Rainer Maria Rilke c. May 1926 (via in-the-middle-of-a-daydream)
memewhore:
jiangwanyin:
— vladimir nabokov, in a letter to his wife [24 march 1937] from letters to véra (trans. olga voronina & brian boyd)
indefinableheart:
“Nature never hurries. Atom by atom, little by little she achieves her work” — Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Nature never hurries. Atom by atom, little by little she achieves her work”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
beartnie:
There’s a quote from Bert where he says he‘s “known big bird since he was a little bird” and the thought of it makes my heart cry so here’s that
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