Unabashedly and obscenely single Nude of companionship Exhibitionist of solitude A sheer pornographic loneliness Couples writhe in disgust They vomit fragments of love Clutching each other desperately Clutching what was never theirs And clutching What was never there
He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a...– Friedrich Nietzche
aafrophone asked: ooooh yeah, how's it going, Will?!
Side by side with the human race there runs another race of beings, the inhuman...– Henry Miller
One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.– Virginia Woolf on the importance of eating, A Room of One’s Own. Ayo Ms. Woolf, thanks for making this clear. Eat well my brothers. And eat often. (Whoa, did something relevant just come from this Required Reading lit101 book?) Yiheeee!
Henry Miller. Holy shit. (Pun intended).
There are some of us so cowardly that you can’t ever make heroes of us,...– Henry Miller
aafrophone asked: who is this again?
On the meridian of time there is no injustice: there is only the poetry of...– Henry Miller
and fear has left me But simultaneously has never been more real I walk through the darkened halls they moan and shudder and in me there is only a dazed sense of curiosity for some reason, i am forced to bow my head even as the walls around me dance and the night itself serenades me with a lovely dirge I retreat
the fabric of space has not stabalized at any moment, it could dissolve and I would be thrust into another reality into another precariously factual fantasy and again and again
And then the convulsions “WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING” the road, it just flickers on and off Here and There and the big empty gaping void in between is where we live is where we die nowhere to go but later
The dark around thee shall converge Through every vein its might shall surge And every light its hate shall purge And so will go thy lovely dirge
I remember I was told there’s a new love that’s born for each one...– Dream Theater
My promise is made, but my heart is thine…– Opeth
Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am...– Pink Floyd
No Experience Necessary
So I was just watching a Porcupine Tree interview. It turns out none of the band members were very technically skilled starting out. But they kept at it, because they loved the romance of music. For being not that skilled, they sure make some ambient ethereal atmospheric awesomeness. Mikael Akerfeldt of Opeth, also in an interviewed, said “I don’t know shit about music theory”. After nine albums...