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rhythms
One of life's running themes is rhythm. We spend so much of our life searching for it, that feeling of swinging easily into repetition. It's not the deadness of monotony, that day in and day out feeling of hopelessness, but the day in and day out assurance of the sun rising, then falling, then rising again. It's the comfort of the illusory sense of ( Read more... ) -
right now.
just love. -
memories
Had to post this because I had a couple run-ins like this growing up. It's not something to be proud of, but there's a sense of recognition here that makes me feel good. I suppose it's kind of a reminder of where I have been and how far I have come.
Also, this guy is hilarious. His video about gangs is great. -
WB Yeats to Maud Gonne. from today's writers almanac
"Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with the golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams beneath your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams." -
The Great Minimum meets El Perro Del Mar
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what I've noticed about Father's Day
Judging by the various Father's Day status updates on Facebook, it seems that, unlike Mother's Day which arrives yearly with much doting and saccharine, Father's Day stumbles in quietly, and though recognized, is often met with an air of contempt. Many "Happy Father's Day" messages are often followed by "to the real fathers out there" or "to the ( Read more... )
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