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Apr. 25th, 2011

Jess book
And who am I, God-whom-I-don't-believe-in? God-who-is-my-alter-ego? Suddenly the turn table switches to a higher speed, and in the whizzing that ensues I loose track of my identity. I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year? … Two years ago? … What would she think of me now?” And I remember vaguely tolstoi's [sic] argument about fate and inevitability and free will. As an act recedes into the past and becomes imbedded in the network of one's individuality it seems more and more a product of fate - - inevitable. However, an act in the immediate present seems to be more a product of free will.
Is it not that a particular act becomes inevitable, while obviously so, since completed.

[…]

Events, as one grows older, first stand out in relief, and then start whizzing by like a deck of cards. Spoken words, felt emotions, actual situations – all lapse almost immediately into a dry, theoretical vacuum.

[…]

Overwhelmed by lack of time, race of time, speed of time, I retreat into non-thought – merely into Epicurean sensual observations and desires – momentary ephemeral flashes of well-being and ill-being. Do I think? After a fashion. Do I put myself in other people's minds and viscera? No. Not half enough. Do I listen? Yes. Tonight I listened for three solid hours to Ann Hunt review her life, her background, and her vocations. Do I create? No, I reproduce. I have no imagination. I am submerged in circling ego. I listen, God knows why. I say I am interested in people. Am I rationalizing? God knows. Maybe he doesn't. If he lives in my head or under my left ventricle, maybe he's too uncomfortable to know much of anything.
Why am I obsessed with the idea that I can justify myself by getting manuscripts published? Is it an escape – an excuse for any social failure – so I can say “No, I don't go out for many extra-curricular activities, but I spend alot of time writing.” Or is it an excuse for wanting to be alone and meditate alone, not having to brave a group of women? (Women in numbers have always disturbed me.) Do I like to write? Why? About what? Will I give up and say “living and feeding a man's insatiable guts and begetting children occupies my whole life. Don't have time to write?” Or will I stick to the damn stuff and practice? Read and think and practice? I am worried about thinking. Mentally I have led a vegetable existence this summer.



- The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath.

Writer's Block: A real eye opener

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Which one book should everyone read, and why?

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"A Tale of Two Cities" by Charles Dickens: the most beautiful writing you'll ever discover.
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Who would you appoint as Earth's ambassador to alien races, and why?

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David Tennant - the Doctor knows how to deal with aliens. Also, they should meet someone nice, smart and funny.

Spirit Day

hatter_badass
Originally posted by neo_prodigy at Spirit Day
 


It’s been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes at at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that’s exactly what we’d like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th. Tell your friends, family, co-workers, neighbors and schools.

RIP Tyler Clementi, Seth Walsh (top)
RIP Justin Aaberg, Raymond Chase (middle)
RIP Asher Brown and Billy Lucas. (bottom)

REBLOG to spread a message of love, unity and peace.


The Weight of the World...

Jess book

When you see this meme, post a poem on your LJ.





Song
by Allen Ginsberg


The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human--
looks out of the heart
burning with purity--
for the burden of life
is love,

but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.

No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love--
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
--cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:

the weight is too heavy

--must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.

The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye--

yes, yes,
that's what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.






First I thought about giving you Sylvia Plath's "Mad Girl's Love Song" or Edgar Allan Poe's "Annabel Lee" (or "The Raven" but that would have been really boring) because they're other favorites of mine, but really, my all-time favorite, a poem that everyone should know is Allen Ginsberg's "Song". I love this to pieces.





But you said you didn't read much? - Well, what is much? - current read: Die Stadt der Träumenden Bücher (The City of Dreaming Books) - Walter Moers; The Time Traveler's Wife - Audrey Niffenegger; City of Thieves - David Benioff

In loving memory...

HC euphoria colo
In memory of family and friends who have lost the battle with cancer; and in support of the ones who continue to conquer it!


Post this on your LJ if you know someone who has or had cancer. 93% won't copy and paste this. Will you?

Jun. 21st, 2009

heroes_fangirls
If there is one person (or more) on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist, and who you would not have met without the Internet, post this sentence in your journal.
starbucks

Happy Birthday, snuffkin!



Have great day and let someone treat you to some Starbucks ;)

The Winner Takes It All

hatter_badass
Hey, just wanted to inform you that "Ex Libris - Book Marriages" won the third place for "Best One Shot" at the Gilmore Girls FanFiktion Awards 2007/2008:


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But you said you didn't read much? - Well, what is much? - current read: New Moon - Stephenie Meyer; Neun Erzählungen( Nine Stories) - J.D. Salinger; The Girl of the Golden West - David Belasco

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