observations of self, collections of iconography, words I relate to or respect


To spit on the past is not enough. To proclaim the future is not enough. One must act as if the past were dead and the future unrealizable. One must act as if the next step were the last, which it is. Each step forward is the last, and with it a world dies, one’s self included. We are here of the earth never to end, the past never ceasing, the future never beginning, the present never ending. The never-never world which we hold in our hands and see and yet is not ourselves. We are that which is never concluded, never shaped to be recognized, all there is and yet not the whole, the parts so much greater than the whole that only God the mathematician can figure it out.

—Henry Miller, Black Spring (via talesofpassingtime)

(via lassdieschoenheitdichumarmen)

Optimistic Nihilism.
“Chained to a boulder, sinking ever deeper;
The relief upon finding that pocket of air.”

Third wheel status,
Rejoicing in growth.
Family ever growing,
Experience flowing.
Third wheel status
Lacking dirge of
Self pity.

This month cannot get any better! Mpiapomp, free beer, Thrift Crypt!


Go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud, go Rimbaud and go Johnny go