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The roses have faded, there’s frost at my door
The birds in the morning...
– “Alone and Forsaken”, Hank Williams
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Sad as Hell →
When we self-diagnose, we look for control factors. Sometimes we invent them. The goal of solipsistic anxiety is to find an individual agent that explains our misery. We eliminate possibilities one-by-one in hopes that a single cause remains. This is how people deduce food allergies and come to workable morning routines (no to coffee, yes to tea; don’t transfer trains, walk the extra eight...
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You see, I want a lot.
Perhaps I want everything:
the darkness that comes with...
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via tinmancomplex)
March 2011
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January 2011
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Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you...
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via oceanofmind)
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December 2010
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Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan...
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the...
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