if life isn’t some kind of divine miracle its the luckiest natural accident ever or i guess some kind of strange inevitable byproduct of infinity
(and/ or the matrix)
……………despite everything horrific that happens every day i still think the human experience is better than there never being any experience of anything
June 2013
8 posts
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Rainer Maria Rilke in Rilke’s Book of Hours
Song: “One More Time With Feeling” by Regina Spektor
The difference between science and philosophy is that the scientist learns more and more about less and less until she knows everything about nothing, whereas a philosopher learns less and less about more and more until he knows nothing about everything.
Dorion Sagan in Cosmic Apprentice: Dispatches from the Edges of Science
Song: “Science vs. Romance” by Rilo Kiley
May 2013
2 posts
being
is dying
by loving
to live in the world as it is
& save yr soul too
is a lot to do
tom clark, 1971
April 2013
5 posts
Get Lucky (Daft Punk) Daughter
get lucky - daft punk covered by daughter
getting lucky is much more than the conventional idea of ‘getting laid’. it is much more than that. it is the kismet of meeting a stranger, one second with nothing at all in common besides geography, the next second, having everything in your world in common. it doesn’t have to be romantic, but sometimes maybe it is.
the kind of luck/fate/God’s will/what-have-you has happened to me several times, enough for me to realize the beauty of LUCK is out there, you just have to be OPEN TO IT
Después de un tiempo, uno aprende la sutil diferencia
entre sostener una mano y encadenar un alma;
Y uno aprende que el amor no significa acostarse
y que la compañía no significa seguridad;
Y uno empieza a aprender que los besos no son contratos
y los regalos no son promesas;
Y uno empieza a aceptar sus derrotas con la cabeza alta y los ojos abiertos;
Y uno aprende a construir todos sus caminos en el hoy,
porque el terreno de mañana es demasiado incierto para planes
y los futuros tienen una forma de caerse en la mitad.
Y después de un tiempo uno aprende que si es demasiado
hasta el calorcito del sol quema.
Así que uno planta su propio jardín y decora su propia alma,
en lugar de esperar a que alguien le traiga flores.
Y uno aprende que realmente uno puede aguantar,
que uno realmente es fuerte,
que uno realmente vale,
y uno aprende y aprende…
y con cada día uno aprende.
-jorge luis borges
Mad Girl’s Love Song
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
Sylvia Plath in The Bell Jar
Song: “Blue Moon” by Snowblink
March 2013
3 posts
The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware. In this state of god-like awareness one sings; in this realm the world exists as poem.
Henry Miller in The Wisdom of the Heart
Song: “Do the Joy” by Air
February 2013
3 posts
Anything one man can imagine, other men can make real.
Jules Verne in Around the World in Eighty Days
Song: “Dreams So Real” by Gary Burton Quintet
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