February 28, 2014
Birdfoot’s Grandpa

by Joseph Bruchac

The old man
must have stopped our car
two dozen times to climb out
and gather into his hands
the small toads blinded
by our lights and leaping,
live drops of rain.

The rain was falling,
a mist about his white hair
and I kept saying
You can’t save them all
accept it, get back in
we’ve got places to go.

But, leathery hands full
of wet brown life
knee deep in summer
roadside grass,
he just smiled and said:
"They have places to go too.”

via apoemaday

February 5, 2014


"Poor workers! First they’re cuckolded, and, as if that weren’t enough, then they’re beaten! Work’s a curse, Saturno. I say to hell with the work you have to do to earn a living! That kind of work does us no honour; all it does is fill up the bellies of the pigs who exploit us. But the work you do because you like to do it, because you’ve heard the call, you’ve got a vocation - that’s ennobling! We should all be able to work like that. Look at me, Saturno - I don’t work. And I don’t care if they hang me, I won’t work! Yet I’m alive! I may live badly, but at least I don’t have to work to do it!" 
- Luis Buñuel

Painting of Buñuel by Salvador Dali

January 30, 2014
Mix tape returns : @8tracks: for clear winter nights from Mexico, by Stolencompass.

Mix tape returns : @8tracks: for clear winter nights from Mexico, by Stolencompass.

January 25, 2014
"Sometimes the blues is just just a passing bird,"

— The Tallest Man on Earth

January 25, 2014
"People say, ‘There are other fish in the sea.’
I say, ‘Fuck you. She was my sea.’"

— James Faulkner

January 12, 2014
Murmansk, Russia, 1941.
via whattheendoftheworldlookedlike

Murmansk, Russia, 1941.

via whattheendoftheworldlookedlike

January 3, 2014
flamelikesunset:

"There’s a connectedness between everybody and we all breathe, we all eat, we all sleep and we all have an inner soul which enables us to do that. It’s all so obvious and natural. That’s a starting point, and that’s what we were actually (well, I was) attempting to promote through Crass. Yes, the lyrics of Crass were a lot to do with "the bomb" or "the State", but what I was saying was "look beneath all that, look beyond it, and where do you find yourself?" If you can do that, if you can find your soul, you connect with all humankind, with all of life.We all exist in a day-to-day reality of lies and deceit, and nobody will ever make any sense of it. That’s why we need to allow for tenderness, for silence, for contemplation. We need to find our own soul within all this mess. We’ve let ourselves become commodities, pawns in the marketplace. The only way we can get out of that is to realise that our personality, the very thing we think we are, is no more than a costume of ideas. We all like to think we’re someone special, so we mouth the right words, dress up in the right gear, but it’s all projection, all so fucking irrelevant.But for all that, I believe people want to connect. Deep down they’re tired of being no more than an idea of themselves. That’s why people look for more, that’s why they have sex, why they smoke dope, why they go on binges. They probably won’t find the answer that way, but all the same, they want to connect. People want to know that they’re alive, but let’s face it, in a consumer society, that’s no easy job.”
—Penny Rimbaud, You’re Not Punk

flamelikesunset:

"There’s a connectedness between everybody and we all breathe, we all eat, we all sleep and we all have an inner soul which enables us to do that. It’s all so obvious and natural. That’s a starting point, and that’s what we were actually (well, I was) attempting to promote through Crass. Yes, the lyrics of Crass were a lot to do with "the bomb" or "the State", but what I was saying was "look beneath all that, look beyond it, and where do you find yourself?" If you can do that, if you can find your soul, you connect with all humankind, with all of life.

We all exist in a day-to-day reality of lies and deceit, and nobody will ever make any sense of it. That’s why we need to allow for tenderness, for silence, for contemplation. We need to find our own soul within all this mess. We’ve let ourselves become commodities, pawns in the marketplace. The only way we can get out of that is to realise that our personality, the very thing we think we are, is no more than a costume of ideas. We all like to think we’re someone special, so we mouth the right words, dress up in the right gear, but it’s all projection, all so fucking irrelevant.

But for all that, I believe people want to connect. Deep down they’re tired of being no more than an idea of themselves. That’s why people look for more, that’s why they have sex, why they smoke dope, why they go on binges. They probably won’t find the answer that way, but all the same, they want to connect. People want to know that they’re alive, but let’s face it, in a consumer society, that’s no easy job.”

—Penny Rimbaud, You’re Not Punk

December 2, 2013

(Source: nightlyarrival, via fallingseastar)

September 25, 2013
novaramedia:

'Fascism dies tonight' Athens, 2013

novaramedia:

'Fascism dies tonight' Athens, 2013

(via kathleenjoy)

September 24, 2013
arnaudcontreras:

Some travel with tickets, others with poetry. Burning Man entrance. 08/2013

arnaudcontreras:

Some travel with tickets, others with poetry. Burning Man entrance. 08/2013