It was the smell that turned me off.
We have to ask ourselves:
Are our hands sore from hard work? Or are they sore from masturbating?
Who knows how much time we have left?
Certainly not the clock.
I feel like a waste of space and time. Welcome, existentialism.
Surprisingly, I’ve found that the less I think, the more I do, the better results I get. There is a certain naivete to this type of thinking, but at the same time, the expectations do not exist as they normally would. Existence, then, is a highly overrated phenomenon. Pulling myself in categories is vanity. Taking the time to wait around to debate over what I should be, what I should do, is...
I believe that one of life’s greatest risks is never daring to eat KFC....– Oprah Winfrey (via happythings)
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are...– Anaïs Nin (via ernini)
moltenaeons-deactivated20110414 asked: Why should one not ask not questions?
John Legend and the Roots.
You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles...– Henry Rollins Via Mel.
Music: Right as Rain
To an outside observer it must be incredible to perceive the fact that our auditory cortex can actually understand and interpret multiple noises that eventually make contact with our brains. Music, then, must be a beautiful thing. Organized sound. John Cage made sense of silence by saying that even when humans are dead, sound will exist. A postmodern view that is entirely optimistic. Everything...
I have dreamed a dream and now that dream is gone...
Make sure the apples in your basket are not rotten before you pitch fits about everybody’s apples. This is a lesson I am learning very slowly. That which I cannot do is more frustrating than that which I cannot change.
Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. “I’m okay” we say. “I’m...– The Book Thief, Markus Zusak (via silversouled, fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
Jazz and Fusion cats.
Zakir Hussain, Kai Eckhardt, Matt Garrison, Hadrien Feraud, McCoy Tyner, Art Tatum, John McLaughlin, Alex Machacek, etc.
Turning my life around.
Not that it is in a bad state, but obviously something leads to sudden appendectomies. There is a quaint bitterness lingering in my throat for reasons unknown and this is a shallow and reluctant behavior I no longer wish to take part in. I want to move on and forward. I want to be something more than I was and more than I am capable of. I’ve done some childish things, like relishing in past...
Had my appendix removed this week.
Just an fyi.
I am invincible.
If it weren’t true, I wouldn’t have said it. Correct?
solaseria: Well then, no percussionist now. There are a very limited number of people in this world you can retain respect for. This just means that things are about to get really weird. Really weird. I just thought of a way to make this work with the remaining members, but we’re going to have to get some huge commitments from everybody.
silversouled: Charlie Monroe’s Blog: You are what you leave. I’m not going to claim life has a purpose, nor that it has none. That would be a bold statement that cannot be proven. But in my opinion life has no purpose as all this philosophical layer of life had been added by us – the human kind. Life would exist even without people being here – again, with no specific purpose. Purpose...
But what’s to be done if the sole and express purpose of every intelligent man...– Fyodor Dostoevsky (via dostoyevsky) (via teenagevictory, trashingdays) (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
“It was great until she set me on fire.” “It was great until he threw me out of a moving vehicle.” “It was great until she put out to the guy while she went to the restroom.” “She said I looked like I was covered in aphids.” “He said I looked like I hadn’t showered since nineteen-sixty-two.” “She said I looked like I...
Qualities of a Gentleman
silversouled: He acts kindly from the impulse of his kind heart. He is brave, because, with a conscience void of offence, he has nothing to fear. He is never embarrassed, for he respects himself and is profoundly conscious of right intentions. He keeps his honor unstained, and to retain the good opinion of others he neglects no civility. He respects even the prejudices of men whom he...
Our Daughter Isn't a Selfish Brat; Your Son Just... →
berniceshaw: In our house we no longer say, “Who is John Galt?” Instead we say, “Who’s our little princess?” (via hbliss) Haha! I just started reading Atlas Shrugged, so I believe this to be brilliant.
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It’s a quarter past the cosmos and the rain has begun. Pilfered with the smell of cigarettes, my body is laid out like a reeking ashtray. It’s almost Sunday, I think. Maybe that’s just suspicious hope, but it’s almost Sunday. “Remember the sabbath and keep it holy.” Remember your birthday and celebrate accordingly. Remember Christmas and make a mockery of a...
We asked for electricity and we got rain.
We asked for blessings and we received nothing. This is called “learning.”
The main difference between you and I is not that...
I know I can.