somesongsmatter: These Arms of Mine - Otis...
And no Grand Inquisitor has in readiness such terrible tortures as has anxiety,...– Soren Kierkegaard
The Truman Show (1998) →
brightwalldarkroom: GOOD AFTERNOON, GOOD EVENING, AND GOODNIGHT. by Sara Gray My good friend Jenny (not her real name) lives in Los Angeles. Like many, she moved there to find a job in the entertainment industry. She toiled through a string of grueling, unpaid internships on independent films and student… You have NO IDEA how much I used to be in love with this film. It’s to the...
Spring and Fall (Gerard Manley Hopkins)
to a young child Margaret, are you grieving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leaves, like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? Ah! as the heart grows older It will come to such sights colder By & by, nor spare a sigh Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; And yet you will weep & know why. Now no matter, child, the name: Sorrow’s springs are the same. ...
Because I’m the father of a 5 year old and 3 year old, this morning alone I have answered questions about where lightning comes from, why English muffins are called that, if Winnie the Pooh is for real, why women’s boobies get bigger but men’s don’t when they grow up, if humans can live to 200 years old, and if George Melies had a wife in real life or just in the book Hugo. And it’s only 9:45am....
From: (MY DOCTOR) Sent: 07/12/2012 8:14 AM To: (ME) Subject: Lab results Hi Chad, I got all your lab tests back and the results really point to iron deficiency anemia from your vegetarian, low iron diet. Take iron supplements along with vitamin C and try to increase your intake of iron containing foods in general. Let’s recheck your CBC in about 2 months. AKA - I don’t...
Mitt Romney: If you want a president who will make things better in the African-American community, you are looking at him.
Black people: what
White people: what
Mexican people: what
Asian people: what
Young children: what
My cat: what
The large rock in my backyard: what
Literally the entire universe: what
Things you never want to hear from the doctor at...
“Well, I do have to bring up the C word…we need to run some more tests.”
I believe in fiction and the power of stories because that way we speak in...– Jeanette Winterson
Busyness serves as a kind of existential reassurance, a hedge against emptiness;...– Tim Kreider, The ‘Busy’ Trap (New York Times)
a bright wall in a dark room.: You Can’t Stop... →
brightwalldarkroom: You Can’t Stop What’s Coming: The Neon Nihilism Of The Departed, No Country For Old Men and There Will Be Blood by Neil Fox Introducing some wonderful new staff writers all week long over at BWDR…
Today my cute, curly-haired, perpetually curious bundle of awesomeness is somehow already turning three years old. Elliott has grown so much in the past year — he has a definite voice within the family now and can use it to charm (75% of the time) or tantrum (25%, but oh SO LOUD). Watching him come into his own as a force to be reckoned with in the world, finding out who he is and what he wants to...
This is one moment, / But know that another / Shall pierce you with a sudden...– T.S. Eliot, Murder in the Cathedral
One day you wake up and feel basically normal and then by that night you can barely drive home from work because you can’t stop shivering and your throat hurts like all hell and your head is throbbing and you have this huge swollen tumor-ish thing behind your right ear that makes even wearing your glasses all but impossible and when you finally get home you put on several layers of clothes...
heartbeatcity: “What she had mistakenly assumed was her personality — driven, cranky, anxious and sad — turned out to be a deformative effect of her environment. It’s not as if any of us wants to live like this, any more than any one person wants to be part of a traffic jam or stadium trampling or the hierarchy of cruelty in high school — it’s something we collectively force one another to do.” ...
I had no one to help me, but the T. S. Eliot helped me. So when people say that...– Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?