"The man who never alters his opinion is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind." ~ William Blake
vineri, 12 august 2011
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sâmbătă, 21 mai 2011
miercuri, 11 mai 2011
"The Disciple" - Oscar Wilde
"When Narcissus died the pool of his pleasure changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, and the Oreads came weeping through the woodland that they might sing to the pool and give it comfort.
And when they saw that the pool had changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, they loosened the green tresses of their hair and cried to the pool and said, 'We do not wonder that you should mourn in this manner for Narcissus, so beautiful was he.'
'But was Narcissus beautiful?' said the pool.
'Who should know that better than you?' answered the Oreads. 'Us did he ever pass by, but you he sought for, and would lie on your banks and look down at you, and in the mirror of your waters he would mirror his own beauty.'
And the pool answered, 'But I loved Narcissus because, as he lay on my banks and looked down at me, in the mirror of his eyes I saw ever my own beauty mirrored.'" ~ Oscar Wilde
And when they saw that the pool had changed from a cup of sweet waters into a cup of salt tears, they loosened the green tresses of their hair and cried to the pool and said, 'We do not wonder that you should mourn in this manner for Narcissus, so beautiful was he.'
'But was Narcissus beautiful?' said the pool.
'Who should know that better than you?' answered the Oreads. 'Us did he ever pass by, but you he sought for, and would lie on your banks and look down at you, and in the mirror of your waters he would mirror his own beauty.'
And the pool answered, 'But I loved Narcissus because, as he lay on my banks and looked down at me, in the mirror of his eyes I saw ever my own beauty mirrored.'" ~ Oscar Wilde
"He showed me more, a little thing, the size of a hazel-nut, on the palm of my hand, round like a ball. I looked at it thoughtfully and wondered 'what is this?' and the answer came, 'it is all that is made'. I marvelled that it continued to exist and did not suddently disintegrate; it was so small." ~ Julian of Norwich
duminică, 1 mai 2011
duminică, 3 aprilie 2011
vineri, 11 februarie 2011
duminică, 6 februarie 2011
Allen Ginsberg - Howl
- "I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked/ dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix"
- "who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz"
- "who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night/ with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls"
- "yacketayakking screaming vomiting whispering facts and memories and anecdotes and eyeball kicks and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars"
- "who studied Plotinus Poe St. John of the Cross the Book of the Dead telepathy and bop kabbalah because the cosmos instinctively vibrated at their feet in Kansas"
- "who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting the narcotic tobacco haze of Capitalism"
- "who let themselves be fucked in the ass by saintly motorcyclists, and screamed with joy"
luni, 24 ianuarie 2011
"When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But, when I became a man, I put away the things of a child. We see now through a glass in a dark manner; but then face to face. Now I know in part; but then I shall know even as I am known." ~ Christianity - New Testament
duminică, 23 ianuarie 2011
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