I just got my Little Monster Account still in...
and I don’t even like lady gaga. What is little monsters anyway?
I can't have porn popping up randomly
on my dash right now. Some of the folks I follow post porn ever now and then. Tonight I can’t have this- can I turn off the porn? Did I use to know this and forgot? Help Tumblr Loves, how can I prevent large cocks in mouths from popping up on my dash tonight?
In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,...– Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Sonnets to Orpheus” (translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)
Cautiously, I allowed myself to feel good at times. I found moments of peace in...– Charles Bukowski, Let it Enfold You (via hip-)
Alice: How long is forever? White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.– Lewis Carrol (via veronca)
Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable...– Carl Jung (via elige)
The Wilderness of the Mind
mythologyofblue: No one could penetrate the wilderness of this mind; no one helped her out of the ravines of her soul; no one understood, when she suddenly walked out of them herself, with the round gaze of an animal that is going to pasture. -Rilke, The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge, translated by Stephen Mitchell
sfmoma: dallasclayton: ART PROJECT Draw a picture of the thing you love the most and beneath it write a small description of how and why. Take that picture and make fifty copies the size of business cards, cut them out and put them in your wallet. Each time you meet someone, instead of giving them your phone number give them this card. Once the first fifty are gone, make fifty more. Change...
What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the...– Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via liquidnight)
If death is one mystery, then life is surely a greater one. We can only feel awe...– Jonathan Schell (via saturnrising)
a fire,a rock,a stale stone
reflectioneternall: is what sits in me. stubborn legs hold its weight. its pouring out of me. its the only thing i feel today. there is not water, nor any light in me, no life in me. where is the sun?
It’s striking that Native Americans evolved no devastating epidemic...– Jared Diamond, Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies
But for us the road unfurls itself, we count the words in our pockets, we...– Denise Levertov, from “September 1961” (via passionspurpose)
can’t we create posts and set them to “dashboard only” ?