Love is so short and forgetting is so long

velocicrafter: pushinghoopswithsticks: “I’m tired of people...

Tue, 08 Jan 2013 22:23:51 -0800

pushinghoopswithsticks:

“I’m tired of people asking me to smooth my name out for them. They want me to bury it in English so they can understand. I will not accommodate the word for mouth. I will not break my name so your lazy English can sleep its tongue on top. Fix your lips around them. No you can’t give me a stupid nickname so that you can replace this gift of five letters.” - Hiwot Adilow (linked above, performing the quoted piece)

“Give your daughters difficult names. Give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. My name makes you want to tell me the truth. My name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right.” - Warsan Shire

pictured above: Entitled white woman Jenny Johnson in all her ethnocentricity. I grew up with women like her, they were my teachers, classmates. They resent any self-possessed “other” as “arrogant” for attempting to access the same common courtesy and respect they might allow those as vanilla as themselves. These women view it as their birthright to decide what is “weird” and “obscure” from within a niche limited to “white women named Jenny.” They blame their linguistic inadequacy on our parentage while resting on the privileges of their own. These women never amount to anything beyond an ignorant bully forever isolating themselves from incredible people with spectacular names.

our insistence that you pronounce our names correctly = “arrogance”

your insistence that our names are too difficult for you & that we should just deal w/the way you mangle them = ????? (the answer is white supremacy)

aseaofquotes: Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You...

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 22:06:29 -0800

aseaofquotes:

Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can’t Avoid

aseaofquotes: — E.E. Cummings

Mon, 07 Jan 2013 21:29:51 -0800

aseaofquotes:

— E.E. Cummings

zuky: roses-shall-grow: “once you have love for yourself, it’s...

Sat, 08 Sep 2012 11:56:13 -0700

zuky:

roses-shall-grow:

“once you have love for yourself, it’s with you for the rest of your life”

This is true. I’ve written about loving as a generative act — that is, something you generate, not something you take from others. From all my practice and studies and experience, this generative act begins with self-love, which is an expression of love of Creation, or you might say Creation’s own self-love as embodied by you, from which other forms of love spring, without which love can only be sought outside oneself, which is ultimately futile. Self-love is not narcissism, in fact narcissism is usually a form of self-loathing, whereas with self-love, you might still detest certain parts of your conditioned ego which you find hard to dissolve, but you love your true Self unconditionally. After a certain point, every single day becomes the first day of the greatest romance on earth and it never goes away.

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kari-shma: by: Sunset Noir

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 21:52:39 -0700

kari-shma:

by: Sunset Noir

weisse wiese: the cartography of flesh, by andrea witzke slot

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 21:50:11 -0700

weisse wiese: the cartography of flesh, by andrea witzke slot:

weissewiese:

If we took the time to realize that we are cartographers of our own small worlds, we might just see our bodies as the landscape we archive, sometimes haphazardly, sometimes with purpose. We might realize that the straits and canals we navigate run along veins, pump through arteries, stimulate…

inheritance

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 22:44:20 -0700

warsanshire:

Where did you get those big eyes?

My mother.

And where did you get those lips?

My mother.

And the loneliness?

My mother.

And that broken heart?

My mother.

And the absence, where did you get that?

My father.

The Walls Are Cold: Another London

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 22:01:40 -0700

The Walls Are Cold: Another London:

thewallsarecold:

I went to visit the Another London Exhibition at the Tate Modern today; feeling as though I might see things I’d seen before, I was happily proved wrong.

All the images in the exhibition, from a post-war Britain to the end of the 1970s, capture different aspects of London life through a…

"I’m not looking for someone to save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat but they rarely get you..."

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 21:59:16 -0700

“I’m not looking for someone to save me. Life rafts might keep you afloat but they rarely get you anywhere and I’ve got places I want to go.”

- Andrea Gibson (via loveyourchaos)

justbesplendid: don’t worry

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 21:59:04 -0700

justbesplendid:

don’t worry

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altarflame: andariel-axe: 250pounds: healthyisalwaysbetter: acurlyheadedman: Six websites I go...

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 19:40:24 -0700

altarflame:

andariel-axe:

250pounds:

healthyisalwaysbetter:

acurlyheadedman:

Six websites I go to when I am upset:

1) When I am disgruntled

2) When I need a quiet place

3) When I want everything to be okay

4) When I need a hug

5) Just click this.

6) When I need to calm down.

omg number 4 is amazing

forever reblog

Thank-you, Erin, NUMBER 4 OMG

I feel moderately silly for this, but #4 actually made me cry a little (in a good way) yesterday.

I like knowing we’re all people.

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Your Eyes Blaze Out: The woman I love is typing in a nearby room.She’s thinking, like a...

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 13:56:25 -0700

Your Eyes Blaze Out: The woman I love is typing in a nearby room.She’s thinking, like a...:

youreyesblazeout:

The woman I love is typing in a nearby room.
She’s thinking, like a jaguar, or a dagger.
Words but more than words. Currents, hairpin
turns. It’s scary, but exciting. It’s like dancing
on a precipice or sleeping under a waterfall.
She doesn’t know the way home but she’s running
and leaping over…

kreux: “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world...

Sat, 25 Aug 2012 23:50:45 -0700

kreux:

“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.”