not the same man...

"a person that speaks his mind; he's sensitive enough to care for children; he's wise enough to not be put into the 'whack' category like everybody else in town - and he looooves the ladies". -Isaac hayes describing Chef from South Park
I was so tired of people asking me what was wrong with me, I learned how to cry with a smile on my face.
William Chapman  (via behappy-buddy)

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You will never owe me anything. Everything I’ll ever do, I’ll do because I love you

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Our flea market is classy.
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From Katie Mitchell’s “…some trace of her”, based on Fyodor Dostoyevsky’s The Idiot (2008)

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I did not know what Ted Hughes looked like prior to reading The Silent Woman, but I was so compelled to learn the structure of his face that I set down my champagne flute and stopped reading to look up his image. I searched “Ted Hughes”, and then “young Ted Hughes” because I wanted to see the version that Sylvia knew. He appeared to me as a compilation of every boy I’ve ever loved.
The Last Book I Loved: The Silent Woman by Janet Malcolm, remembered by Michelle King (via therumpus)

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…how I
still, sometimes,
crave understanding.

Talking bluntly like this “is only complicated for people of color,” she told me. “I listen to really smart Caucasian women all the time talking about how hard it is for women over a certain age, and it doesn’t overshadow their work.” When you’re white, she added, “your ability is not overshadowed by your rhetoric.” Davis is soft-spoken, but as she talked, there was urgency in her eyes. She felt responsible, she said, to try to make things better. “When you see what the deficit is, then you have to do something about it,” she said, leaning toward me. “I see the kind of work that needs to be put out there in order to make change. Do I think there is a crisis for women over 40, too? Absolutely. But a 25-year-old white actress who is training at Yale or Juilliard or SUNY Purchase or N.Y.U. today can look at a dozen white actresses who are working over age 40 in terrific roles. You can’t say that for a lot of young black girls. That’s why I’m doing what I’m doing.”

They say it came from Africa, carried in the screams of the enslaved; that it was the death bane of the Tainos, uttered just as one world perished and another began; that it was a demon drawn into Creation through the nightmare door that was cracked open in the Antilles. Fukú americanus, or more colloquially, fukú - generally a curse or doom of some kind; specifically the Curse and the Doom of the New World.

No matter what its name or provenance, it is believed that the arrival of Europeans on Hispaniola unleashed fukú on the world, and we’ve all been in the shit ever since.

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz (via caribbeancivilisation)

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My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.
Virginia Woolf, from Selected Letters  (via petrichour)

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I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beech-tree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
I looked until I could close my eyes and still see what I had been looking at; so that the things I saw went deep inside to where they couldn’t be found and taken away.
Sofie Laguna, One Foot Wrong (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)
Religious suffering is, at one and the same time, the expression of real suffering and a protest against real suffering. Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people. The abolition of religion as the illusory happiness of the people is the demand for their real happiness. To call on them to give up their illusions about their condition is to call on them to give up a condition that requires illusions.
Karl Marx(Critique of Hegel’s Philosophy of Right)
The bourgeoisie has gained a monopoly of all means of existence in the broadest sense of the word. What the proletarian needs, he can obtain only from this bourgeoisie, which is protected in its monopoly by the power of the state.
Frederick Engels - Condition of the Working Class 1845 (via dailymarx)
You are horrified at our intending to do away with private property. But in your existing society, private property is already done away with for nine-tenths of the population; its existence for the few is solely due to its non-existence in the hands of those nine-tenths. You reproach us, therefore, with intending to do away with a form of property, the necessary condition for whose existence is the non-existence of any property for the immense majority of society.

In one word, you reproach us with intending to do away with your property. Precisely so; that is just what we intend.
Marx & Engels (Communist Manifesto)
The less you eat, drink and buy books; the less you go to the theatre, the dance hall, the public house; the less you think, love, theorise, sing, paint, fence, etc., the more you save – the greater becomes your treasure which neither moths nor rust will devour – your capital. The less you are, the less you express your own life, the more you have, i.e., the greater is your alienated life, the greater is the store of your estranged being.