January 2010
8 posts
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That was
The most unusual (or 2nd most, still not sure) Omegle conversation I have ever had.
Rough outline:
Doctor Who (long story)
Morphine
Time
Time Travel
Twin Paradox
Gravity
Philosophy
Universities
Being oneself
Definition of normal
Goodbyes
Two hours! TWO hours. What is this Omegle? What have you done to rip through the preconceived framework of the universe?!
:D notulysses,
I am sleep deprived and that made my night!
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hello to you new followers
hello lovely ones
or even if you are not
just more cynical
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voyages
A lot of people say they want adventure. I kind of wonder about them. I don’t think they all mean it. When I say I want it, I wake up hitting my walls as if they’re an impenetrable cell I’m trapped in on a planet only I have dreamed of. I get out of bed, assess my universe coloured bruises, and proceed to eat a bowl of the best cereal I have ever tasted while searching for the...
“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But...”
– Markus Zusak (The Book Thief) (via inthesearms) (via pocketfullofponies)
December 2009
1 post
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“I think every city should have a twenty-four hour library.”
– I
November 2009
7 posts
“That day I carried the dream around like a full glass of water, moving...”
Oh, an incurable humanist you are...
“The best thing, though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right...”
– Holden
hello everyone and myself. hello mystery called family, subtle absurdities called friends. hello to everything I thought I understood and anything I don’t. there is so much that I don’t.
I want to say hello to sleep, but I have a long way to go before then. I want to say hello to beautiful people and stories and photographs of things that may never happen. I want to say goodbye to the...
October 2009
4 posts
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“Scientists and scholars alike spent thousands upon thousands of hours trying to...”
We’re all artists in some way, aren’t we?
you, down there, taking pictures of the dirty water,
what is it you are seeing?
And what about the rest of the world,
is it too ordinary, my shoes too plain
does the sound of the crashing waves get old after awhile
like a friend who talks more than what is healthy?
You leave me up here watching
but I remember the colourful...
August 2009
1 post
the land between the clouds
I saw it. I was in it! Just before the plane landed in Amsterdam, we went through ‘light turbulence’ and there we were. The orange and pink light shattering into pieces between the whitest, fluffiest clouds you have ever seen. It stretched out for ages. I wanted to stay for ages.
I’m at the airport now. (I ACTUALLY GOT TO SEE A DESERTED AIRPORT AT NIGHT!) I didn’t realise...
June 2009
2 posts
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oh what a thing to do.
What comes to mind doesn’t stay. What stays I don’t remember. Or sometimes I do, but it’s not usually beneficial. Sometimes, things never formulate fully. Sometimes, they do. Maybe taking a couple of days or sometimes years. There are things that are taking years and years and they still don’t seem any more complete. Things have changed in the world, but they...
“If you want to build a ship, don’t drum up people together to collect wood...”
May 2009
2 posts
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the not entirely malevolent goose.
Warning: this post contains a cliche-y type beginning, rambling body, abrupt ending, and possible over-use of commas.
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Once upon a time, there was a girl. She was a bit different and definitely imperfect. But that’s what we loved about her. That and the general way she seemed to move about in the world....
April 2009
5 posts
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My calculus text winks maliciously at me.
It does. I go dizzy with all the du’s and dx’s. The integrands in the sideline constantly boo me as I tell myself I am one page closer to the end. But I know the truth. It never really ends. Not when you’re majoring in Engineering. There is no escape. And maybe I could’ve done it differently. I could’ve majored in Philosophy or Theology or English or Art. All of which...
clementine.
Someday, not far from today there will be no one to turn
the library lights on. No one to unlock the doors in the morning.
no face to say good morning to or option to ignore
watching instead the feet, victims of April’s showers.
The very showers thought not to exist. Yes, one day
none of this will occur as the automatic timer register one more
second. The second that happens to be...
March 2009
3 posts
6 tags
You elusive thing, you.
“An inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered; an adventure is an inconvenience rightly considered.”
I think I’ve been going about it all wrong. Until recently. I think it all has to do with perspective. Life, I mean. But not in the overly philosphical way it seems like. Just life like the way you get tired of the warming up the car to go to work, day after day,...
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“John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never...”
– English Student
February 2009
2 posts
“Deliver me from Swedish furniture.”
first:
Most people call me Sam. I’m alright with that. I mostly don’t sleep. I’m alright with that also. It means I have every right to sit on the counter and eat Lucky Charms when I want to. And tangerine juice. I’m nineteen and feel old. I used to hate math. It’s my world now. So is a good book, music, and poetry. Sometimes I think too hard and my brain shuts down to the...