“There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.”
—Ernest Hemingway
May 2013
5 posts
Doin' it Right
Daft Punk
Am I doing it right?
April 2013
8 posts
Life Like Weeds
Modest Mouse
In the places you go, you’ll see the place where you’re from,
and in the faces you meet, you’ll see the place where you’ll die.
On the day that you die, you’ll see the people you’ve met,
And in the faces you see, you’ll see just who you’ve been.
“Kafka said, A book
must be an axe
for the frozen sea
inside us, which sounds
great, but what good
is an axe against
a frozen sea?
Perhaps this is why
he said, while dying,
Destroy everything.” —Matt Rasmussen, from “Elegy in X Parts”
must be an axe
for the frozen sea
inside us, which sounds
great, but what good
is an axe against
a frozen sea?
Perhaps this is why
he said, while dying,
Destroy everything.” —Matt Rasmussen, from “Elegy in X Parts”
How the fuck did I end up following so many fangirls?
You all seemed cool once.
I find that, when at my lowest points, scrolling through my past posts on Tumblr calms me more than almost anything else. Less than I use this site to attract the attention of other people, or express my inner beauty, I think I use it to qualify - or visualize, or whatever - the feelings words fail to express.
March 2013
20 posts
Good Night
The Rural Alberta Advantage
The city’s love is cold and the city’s love is hard,
It locks into our veins from the first September’s frost.
January’s snap and the April winter thaw,
Rough and tumble summers underneath the midnight sun.
Rush into the woods where we first felt god,
Ripple through our veins from the moment when we touched.
Someday, if you can get back together in your heart,
Maybe we might get back together, but…
