The Sphinx ( Read more... )

Say you are high all the time save those moments

you take a sobriety tablet and so descend

the nerves of the heart, thinking straight,

they call it, as if the mind were an arrow

shot from the eye into the eyes of others,

the ones you wronged, the ones you never knew

you love or do not love, the black fathoms

of their pupils deepening as ( Read more... )

It's hard where you're living
Adding weight to make it balanced
Saying "it could be too much,"
But he's clasping to his tie

There was a finer life when I was with my friends
And I could always see my family
That's what I still want now
Even if I'm here and I know they won't be waiting
Cause I don't want to be alone
No I don't want to be here alone
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"True heroism is minutes, hours, weeks, year upon year of the quiet, precise, judicious exercise of probity and care-with no one there to see or cheer. This is the world." -David Foster Wallace, The Pale King

The paradigm of “women trade sex to men for affection / favors / security / etc.” is an extremely dangerous one. Because it posits that women never really want sex, it makes the bright line of “no, this time I really don’t want it” fuzzy, as if this were merely a breakdown in the bargaining process. It makes women seem unreasonable or even greedy ( Read more... )

The least touchable of all things ( Read more... )

Fifty years have passed ( Read more... )

We never knew his head and all the light ( Read more... )

“That was the fatal flaw in Tim Leary’s trip. He crashed around America selling ‘consicousness expansion’ without ever giving a thought to the grim meat-hook realities that were lying in wait for all the people who took him too seriously . . . All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding for three ( Read more... )

Everywhere is somewhere baby ( Read more... )