May 2012
3 posts
Ennui is the echo in us of time tearing itself apart.
– Emil Cioran
We have a world of pleasure to win and nothing to lose but boredom.
– Raoul Vaneigem
Most people’s deaths are a sham. There’s nothing left to die.
– Charles Bukowski
April 2012
6 posts
I have an almost daily confrontation with the spectre of my own death and the...
– Robb Wolf
I dream about a kind of criticism that would try not to judge but to bring an...
– Michel Foucault
Our bodies are occupied territories. Perhaps the ultimate goal of performance,...
– Guillermo Gómez-Peña, In Defense of Performance Art (via vsthepomegranate)
A scar is the sign not of a past wound but of “the present fact of having...
– Deleuze, Difference and Repetition
There is no god, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no...
– A Mysterious Stranger, Mark Twain (via dankbear)
Every moment you steal from the present is a moment you have lost forever....
– The Passion, Jeanette Winterson (via bookmania)
March 2012
27 posts
There is no ‘natural’ human sexuality. This is not to say that our sexual...
– The Social Construction Of Sexuality, Ruth Hubbard(via sociologique)
xviii.
6000 kilometres, 66 days. I hadn’t heard your voice in two weeks, it had a strange quality to it. I’ve heard it all before, and yet it was my first time hearing it. You were laughing nervously, it was like you felt the exact same. Having you next to me was already a distant memory, however in retrospect it was only very recent, the pain still very raw. The juxtaposition felt almost incongruous....
Further, an early epistemic marriage between queer theorizing and the dominant...
– Pedagogies of Desire: Meditations on Feminism, Sexual Politics, Memory, and the Sacred, M. Jacqui Alexander (via femmefag)
Few things worry me more than people (okay, men) who say it’s difficult to know...
– The Pervocracy: Beyond not rape (via sissypizza)
I am the most tired woman in the world. I am tired when I get up. Life requires...
– Anaïs Nin (via julene)
How does one hate a country, or love one? I know people, I know towns, farms,...
– The Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula K. Le Guin
Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for your own joy
...
– Jack Kerouac
I talk about the gods; I am an atheist. But I am an artist too, and therefore a...
– Ursula K. Le Guin
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through...
– Pablo Neruda (via sassyfrasscircus)
xvii.
Another departure hall, another airport. This time it felt real. Just moments before we were sitting on the floor outside, you holding me near your chest and the only sounds I could hear was your heart beating and your sniffling trying to hold back tears. When I looked up at you your eyes were bloodshot. Now we are standing outside the departure hall amidst a sea of people all saying goodbye, each...
I had forgotten this about love: how the simple things—the turn away, the turn...
– David Levithan
I confess I meant to grow
wings and lose my mind
I confess that I’ve...
– Leonard Cohen
Gender happens between bodies, not [just] within them.
– The Queer Theory Reader, Indra Windh
The topic of personal identity is strictly speaking nonexistent. It’s important...
– The Ego Trick: In Search of The Self, Julian Baggini
You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them...
– Banksy
Vulnerability is absolutely essential to wholehearted living. It is our most...
– Brené Brown
xvi.
We were walking along the streets, in a city and country completely unfamiliar to us, its cultures and practices alien. You wore no shoes, us using mere intuition to guide ourselves along this suburban locale, lined by rows and rows of houses almost identical. We did not know where we were going, we only vaguely knew that we wanted to find a convenience store. Other than that, we did not care. We...
What does it mean to “know how” to do something? Why isn’t the action of doing...
– Shotgun Seamstress, Feminist Power (via rhiannonloveisnotarobot)
I’ll tell you everything, and you tell me everything, and maybe we can get...
– Magnolia (via word-collector)
I told her once I wasn’t good at anything. She told me survival is a talent.
– Girl, Interrupted (via fleshscars)
I think we can all recognize that the “it’s a joke” excuse is the...
– Loose Talk: You can take your “just joking” and shove it. (via fox-power)
Nihilism: literally a belief in nothing. In basic terms it means being...
– Nihilist Communism, Monsieur Dupont (via combat—wombat)
February 2012
18 posts
xv.
We are standing outside the departure hall of the airport. This — unbeknownst to us at that time — was the first in a series of goodbyes that will only repeat itself. I wanted to bolt, I wanted to end it quickly. There was nothing to lose then. You grab my hand and pull me back, those stunning eyes of yours never leaving my gaze. “I’m usually really cold with goodbyes. Let’s not prolong...
The Quiet World - Jeffrey McDaniel
In an effort to get people to look into each other’s eyes more, and also to appease the mutes, the government has decided to allot each person exactly one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day. When the phone rings, I put it to my ear without saying hello. In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup. I am adjusting well to the new way. Late at night, I call my long distance lover, ...
Writing is easy, it’s like opening a vein and bleeding until you pass out and...
– Derrick Jensen (via pussytooth)
If desire is repressed, it is because every position of desire, no matter how...
– Capitalism and Schizophrenia, Deleuze and Guattari (via funwithautonomy)
What Nihilism provides then is an alternative to the alternative that does not...
– Nihilism, Anarchy, and the 21st Century (via desire4destruction)
xiv.
I remember your hands, those hardened hands of yours shaking as you light your cigarettes, eyes darting around anxiously as you smoke them one after another. You catch me staring, and you manage a weak smile. I want to hold your face in my hands and tell you that it is ok, it is alright, that everything is beautiful and nothing (will) hurt.
I admire those who work with non-anarchists and participate in non-homogenous...
– Peter Gelderloo, Lines in Sand (via combat—wombat)
The past does not influence me; I influence it.
– Willem de Kooning (via atrocityexhibit)
Later — when things happened that they could never have imagined — she wrote him...
– The History of Love, Nicole Krauss
People use the fear of hypocrisy to justify total inaction.
– Jonathan Safran-Foer
xiii.
Navigating the spaces between madness and brilliance. I feel like we are doing that. I feel like we are walking through life precariously on this tightrope that ebbs and flows as we trudge on ahead. One misstep and we descend into madness; other times our eyes twinkle and shine mischievously as we deftly avoid the parts where the tightrope thins — we know when to stop and that’s when our...
It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to.
– Jean-Luc Godard