February 2012
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Going Home
He wants to write a love song
An anthem of forgiving
A manual for living with defeat
A cry above the suffering
A sacrifice recovering
But that isn’t what I want him to complete
I want to make him certain
That he doesn’t have a burden
That he doesn’t need a vision
That he only has permission
To do my instant bidding
That is to SAY what I have told him
To repeat
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January 2012
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My Lady Can Sleep
My lady can sleep
Upon a handkerchief
Or if it be Fall
Upon a fallen leaf.
I have seen the hunters
kneel before her hem
Even in her sleep
She turns away from them.
The only gift they offer
Is their abiding grief
I pull out my pockets
For a handkerchief or leaf.
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“So that really to me, if life has any secret it’s abnegation of self,...”
– Stephen Fry
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“The economy is just a series of satirically huge numbers scrolling across the...”
– Charlie Brooker
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want...”
– Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via aastrolatry)
Lesson in creative writing from Kurt Vonnegut
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First rule: Do not use semicolons. They are transvestite hermaphrodites representing absolutely nothing.— A Man Without A Country
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December 2011
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“Why don’t you take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut? Why don’t...”
The Howling Decorum: Kurt Vonnegut Fact #6 →
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Player Piano, Kurt Vonnegut’s first novel, received few reviews, the bulk of which were lukewarm, and sold only 3,600 copies of the roughly 7,000 that were printed. While it earned him an advance for a second novel - if only out of the charity of his publishers - he was too depressed to get…
