December 2011
18 posts
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Dec 30th
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Dec 30th
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“No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and...”
– Vladimir Nabokov
Dec 29th
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Mind fog
There is a veil above my mind, made of tweed and conifers, Nocturnal as she comes—hail Nocturnal, hail Nocturnal. I hold a pencil in my hand in uttered silence, in defiance, in vain. For, not words, but Nocturnal escapes me. She is Nocturnal—madness, no doubt—, that scraping graphite on paper, never how she promises in my mind, imperfection. She draws me in with imperfection; I...
Dec 29th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 26th
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Dec 19th
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“I like cigarettes … I like to think of fire held in a man’s hand....”
– Dagny Taggart; Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Dec 19th
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“Someone finds salvation in everyone; another only pain. Someone tries to hide...”
– Audioslave, Be Yourself
Dec 18th
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Dec 16th
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Dec 16th
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Dec 12th
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Fleeting
It’s that fleeting moment when he stands before you—you exchange hellos and catch each other’s smile. Your heart beats quickly as if to defrost your body—because, indeed, your body feels like rime and your tongue like stone. Your feet at once begin to pace and time itself begins to race through the thick expanse between the two of you. You are near, but the words...
Dec 11th
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“I used to be an adventurer like you, but then I took an arrow to the knee.”
– Guard, The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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Dec 7th
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