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If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.
— African proverb (via youbroketheinternet)

(via youbroketheinternet)

Lips like Scarlett
They part to say your handsome.



i wish that i could read braille
so that i could read whatever
your body writes when
your skin rises
when the wind brushes against you.

Source: saatchiart


Filed under: light in the dark,
John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

John Green, An Abundance of Katherines

(via laraconteurs)

I wonder what Kurt would say
about his flannel
on the floor of your corporate store.

When your fight has purpose - to free you from something, to interfere on the behalf of an innocent - it has a hope of finality. When the fight is about unraveling - when it is about your name, the places to which your blood is anchored, the attachment of your name to some landmark or event - there is nothing but hate, and the long, slow progression of people who feed on it and are fed it, meticulously, by the ones who come before them. Then the fight is endless, and comes in waves and waves, but always retains its capacity to surprise those who hope against it.
— Téa Obreht, The Tiger’s Wife

[Movement Manifesto]1

I decree,
that we dance.
We, who embrace life with every cell,
every tissue,
skin, yes, just skin.
It is vital research, to capture the essence of humanity,
of interconnectedness.
The ness of being here,
Like chemists in the lab
we spill together
the words, and phrases, and narratives.
Reactionary actions of those around us.
Producing compounded matter to analyze,
To twirl around, flipped and switched 360degrees,
the results, of which, cause chemical bonds to appear
Swiftly enveloping each participating party,
tangents between two.
Something, please, define us, together, as one.
But then, just the same, formula is broken,
opened, dissected, and split,
a subsequent perversion, the reversing version.
What does it mean to question what is, in order to create that,
which may not actually be?
That which was, in order to be again?
It requires
indefinable intelligence,
unexcused presence,
voluminous lure,
arousing sensation.
This, defined as that,
lives within us, among us.
Awaiting to be awoken by swift shifts.
Movements, which mouths cannot fake.
Gestures, which bodies live to make.

Filed under: Manifesto,

My hometown knows the message is more important than the spelling.


My hometown knows the message is more important than the spelling.

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