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Hugo: it’s my birthday! Do I look good for my...

Wed, 26 Dec 2012 00:54:57 -0500

Hugo: it’s my birthday! Do I look good for my birthday?
Ladies: you ALWAYS look good

Sharing Poetry: Pablo Neruda, "I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You"

Mon, 06 Aug 2012 02:07:50 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Pablo Neruda, "I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You":

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you

stylikson: “People who do want to support me do support me and...

Sat, 28 Jul 2012 13:56:15 -0400

stylikson:

“People who do want to support me do support me and the people who don’t, they make a fuck load of noise too.” - Mika

Sharing Poetry: Patti Smith, "Seventh Heaven"

Sat, 07 Jul 2012 21:50:48 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Patti Smith, "Seventh Heaven":

sharingpoetry:

Oh Raphael. Guardian angel. In love and crime
all things move in sevens. seven compartments
in the heart. the seven elaborate temptations.
seven devils cast from Mary Magdalene whore
of Christ. the seven marvelous voyages of Sinbad.
sin/bad. And the number seven branded forever
on the…

fyeahmika: Like stupid Adam and Eve they found their love in a...

Sat, 07 Jul 2012 21:50:35 -0400

fyeahmika:

Like stupid Adam and Eve they found their love in a tree
God didn’t think they deserved it
He taught them hate taught them pride
Gave them a leaf made them hide
Switched their stories aside

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Sharing Poetry: Oscar Wilde, "Silentium Amoris"

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 08:04:36 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Oscar Wilde, "Silentium Amoris":

sharingpoetry:

As often-times the too resplendent sun
Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
A single ballad from the nightingale,
So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
And all my sweetest singing out of tune.

And as at dawn across the level mead
On wings…

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Thu, 05 Jul 2012 08:03:54 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Jack Gilbert, "Failing and Flying"

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 08:02:54 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Jack Gilbert, "Failing and Flying":

sharingpoetry:

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It’s the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
Like being there…

Sharing Poetry: Wilfred Owen, "Anthem for Doomed Youth"

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 08:01:07 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Wilfred Owen, "Anthem for Doomed Youth":

sharingpoetry:

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs,—
The shrill, demented choirs of…

Sharing Poetry: Rudyard Kipling, "If"

Thu, 05 Jul 2012 07:58:08 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Rudyard Kipling, "If":

sharingpoetry:

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t…

"We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we..."

Tue, 12 Jun 2012 04:16:22 -0400

“We’re born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we’re not alone.”

- Orson Welles

Sharing Poetry: Dahlia Ravikovitch, "Pride"

Fri, 08 Jun 2012 00:54:18 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Dahlia Ravikovitch, "Pride":

sharingpoetry:

I tell you, even rocks crack,
and not because of age.
For years they lie on thier backs
in the heat and the cold,
so many years,
it seems peaceful.
They dont move, so the cracks stay hidden.
A kind of pride.
Years pass over them, waiting there.
Whoever is going to shatter them
hasn’t…

"Memori itu satu-satunya fasilitas yang disediakan evolusi untuk menghukum manusia"

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 21:22:16 -0400

“Memori itu satu-satunya fasilitas yang disediakan evolusi untuk menghukum manusia”

Sharing Poetry: Edgar Allan Poe, "Sonnet--Silence"

Tue, 22 May 2012 02:40:52 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Edgar Allan Poe, "Sonnet--Silence":

sharingpoetry:

There are some qualities—some incorporate things,
That have a double life, which thus is made
A type of that twin entity which springs
From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade.
There is a two-fold Silence—sea and shore—
Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places,
Newly with grass…

Sharing Poetry: William Shakespeare, "My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like the Sun"

Tue, 15 May 2012 03:03:54 -0400

Sharing Poetry: William Shakespeare, "My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like the Sun" :

sharingpoetry:

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is…

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Sun, 13 May 2012 01:38:39 -0400

genderqueer: Argentina JUST PASSED a groundbreaking gender...

Fri, 11 May 2012 03:12:35 -0400

genderqueer:

Argentina JUST PASSED a groundbreaking gender identity bill!!!

From now on, people will be able to change the name and gender on their ID without needing psychiatric permission or any body modifications. Furthermore, anyone who does want hormones or surgery will be able to access them for free through the public and private health system.

It was passed unanimously today by the Senate :-D

derposity: rachelisupforthat: EXACTLY. Thanks Mr....

Fri, 11 May 2012 03:08:20 -0400

derposity:

rachelisupforthat:

EXACTLY. Thanks Mr. Gubler.

life = complete.

Sharing Poetry: Taha Muhammad Ali, "There Was No Farewell"

Fri, 11 May 2012 03:08:13 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Taha Muhammad Ali, "There Was No Farewell":

sharingpoetry:

We did not weep
When we were leaving –
for we had neither
Time nor tears,
and there was no farewell.
We did not know
At the moment of parting
that it was parting,
so where would our weeping
have come from?
We did not stay
awake all night
(and did not doze)
the night of our leaving.
That night we…

Sharing Poetry: Robert Frost, "My November Guest"

Thu, 10 May 2012 01:42:56 -0400

Sharing Poetry: Robert Frost, "My November Guest":

sharingpoetry:

My Sorrow, when she’s here with me,
Thinks these dark days of autumn rain
Are beautiful as days can be;
She loves the bare, the withered tree;
She walked the sodden pasture lane.

Her pleasure will not let me stay.
She talks and I am fain to list:
She’s glad the birds are gone away,
She’s…