January 2012
TICK TOCK SAID THE CLOCK
The only thing that makes this a new year is the calender upon the wall.
A chart designed to measure time.
Every sunset and sunrise counted. Given a name and a time and a number.
I pile them on top of all the other memories of so many days, like stacks of mail. Bills, letters, important documents, junkmail, I never really sort it.
I sit here feeling exactly as I did and as I do and as I always...
December 2011
novicepen:
With both hands firmly gripping the axe haft, you aimed and hit me directly in the centre—- unsatisfied, you chopped me into pieces, piled and stacked against the wire fence to season, ready to be tossed in the fireplace so I can crackle in pain just to keep you warm this winter.
“melancholy were the sounds on a winter’s night.”
– Virginia Woolf (via beryl-azure)
“Remember then that there is only one important time, and that time is now. The...”
– Leo the Turtle, The Three Questions by Jon Muth (via quote-book)
“Miracles are to come.
With you I leave a remembrance
of miracles: they are by...”
– E.E. Cummings (via whatshewanted)
“A soul mate is an ongoing connection with another individual that the soul picks...”
– Edgar Cayce (via stellablu)
“Even a map cannot show you
the way back to a place
that no longer exists.”
– Sandra M. Castillo, from “Christmas, 1970” (via risky wiver)
sashastergiou:
And you wait. You wait for the one thing that will change your life, make it more than it is— something wonderful, exceptional, stones awakening, depths opening to you. … And suddenly you know: that was enough. You rise and there appears before you in all its longings and hesitations the shape of what you lived. Rainer Maria Rilke
pavorst:
It is good that we do not live forever.
“There is a secret boundary between those who are close,
And it cannot be...”
– Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems (translated by Judith Hemschemeyer)
