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Posted on February 20, 2011 via ...in my bedroom with 1,132 notes
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There is no escape. You can’t be a vagabond and an artist and still be a solid citizen, a wholesome, upstanding man. You want to get drunk, so you have to accept the hangover. You say yes to the sunlight and pure fantasies, so you have to say yes to the filth and the nausea. Everything is within you, gold and mud, happiness and pain, the laughter of childhood and the apprehension of death. Say yes to everything, shirk nothing. Don’t try to lie to yourself. You are not a solid citizen. You are not a Greek. You are not harmonious, or the master of yourself. You are a bird in the storm. Let it storm! Let it drive you! How much have you lied! A thousand times, even in your poems and books, you have played the harmonious man, the wise man, the happy, the enlightened man. In the same way, men attacking in war have played heroes, while their bowels twitched. My God, what a poor ape, what a fencer in the mirror man is- particularly the artist- particularly myself!
Hermann Hesse (via fuckyeahexistentialism)Posted on November 12, 2010 via An Existential Life with 680 notes
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We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and — in spite of True Romance magazines — we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely — at least, not all the time — but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness.
Hunter S. Thompson (via whiteysplace)(Source: locusta, via fuckyeahexistentialism)
Posted on October 12, 2010 via i giorni della locusta with 2,287 notes
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Heart draped in velvet and leather.
Posted on October 3, 2010
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day 20. A letter to an animal you think is fucking stupid
Dear baby monkey,
I find you about 50% more irritating than your adult form. Maybe it’s just society’s labeling that’s found its way into my consciousness, or maybe it really is just me, either way. I don’t care that we might have possibly evolved from your race. I still think you’re stupid. The dog back-riding video doesn’t help.
Fruhlein.
note: I’m finally continuing this because it’s actually taken me this long to think of an animal that I can’t stand.:|
Posted on October 3, 2010
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Gradually, I saturate myself again.
Posted on October 2, 2010
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October
here, the tenth begins
the worned passage embraces
warmly, but i am burned.
Posted on October 2, 2010
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Yagate shini
keshiki ha miezu
semi no koe
Nothing in the cry
of cicadas suggest they
are about to die.
- Matsuo BashoPosted on October 2, 2010
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I can be so inconsolable sometimes.
Posted on October 2, 2010
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