October 2010
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bartschaneman: There is no art without sweat or work or pain in the process. All art is performance and with that comes anxiety and self doubt. Writing is no different. If you expect to practice until you wake up one day and it just comes easy, then you’re not going to make it. It’s never easy getting the words right. You learn things, tricks that make it easier, but you still have to perform.
Oct 26th
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ListenThe Garden That You Planted - Sea Wolf Now its...
Oct 25th
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BART SCHANEMAN: From T.S. Eliot's Tradition and... →
The historical sense involves a perception, not only of the pastness of the past, but of its presence; the historical sense compels a man to write not merely with his own generation in his bones, but with a feeling that the whole of the literature of Europe from Homer and within it the whole of the literature of his own country has a simultaneous existence and composes a simultaneous order....
Oct 20th
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Oct 19th
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“Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.” Look...”
– Hafiz (via 80ftoctopus)
Oct 16th
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Wampeters, Foma, and Pat Falloon: On positivity: →
hammerito: I’m not the first person to realize that the anonymity that the internet offers is tremendously complicated. On one hand, it assuages the fear that accompanies doing something as potentially socially awkward as talking to strangers about your feelings and about bad things that happen so that you can try to make a point. On the other, it allows people who feel terrible about...
Oct 16th
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Oct 15th
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ListenHome Is Where You’re Happy - Charles Manson ...
Oct 15th
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Oct 14th
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Oct 13th
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Oct 10th
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Composure, forgetfulness, here but absent, anti-technology, pro-technology, wanderlust, serendipity, sounds, thoughts, ideas, autumn’s crunchy leaves, cold nights, anxiety, photos that make you genuinely want to cry, lucid dreams, purple, red, the stars in the sky, your hand out the car window while driving, miles and miles of emptiness where something beautiful once was, puzzles, eyes,...
Oct 10th
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Oct 7th
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Dear Tumblr,
I hate all of you.  Not really, but I feel as though I must give you some notes as to what has happened to me these past couple days: Number one: I missed my flight to Nashville yesterday. Lost $170 to that. Number two: had to spend $290 on a ONE-WAY ticket, in order to make it by 8pm to Nashville for Devendra. Number three: My flight got delayed FOUR HOURS because of bad weather.  Number...
Oct 6th
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Oct 4th
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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”
– Albert Einstein 
Oct 4th
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ListenA Sight To Behold - Devendra Banhart One.)...
Oct 3rd
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Oct 3rd
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Oct 2nd
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Oct 2nd
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ListenNow That I’m Older - Sufjan Stevens ...
Oct 2nd
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Only Sleeping If Only Dreaming: Hands Meet Hearts →
thenighteverythingchanged: Hold up your right hand, and focus on nothing more than your right hand, and my left hand. Use as much of your imagination as possible, please, and however contrived and redundant some of this might seem, please, take this seriously. Pretend that you are your right hand, and I am my left hand. Ignore your wrists, your forearms, your shoulders, everything but your...
Oct 1st
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*While still attending college, sociology 101* Girl: I don’t understand why people get so offended by the confederate flag, like, my whole family has them on, like, their trucks and stuff. It’s just a flag it doesn’t mean anything, so who cares? Random Student: Can someone please explain the civil war to this girl?
Oct 1st
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