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What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason
How infinite in faculties
In form and moving
How express and admirable
In action how like an angel
In apprehension how like a god
The beauty of the world
The paragon of animals
I have of late
But wherefore I know not
Lost all my mirth
This goodly frame
The earth
Seems to me a sterile promontory
This most excellent canopy
The air-- look you!
This brave o'erhanging firmament
This majestic roof
Fretted with golden fire
Why it appears no other thing to me
Than a foul and pestilent congregation
Of vapors
What a piece of work is man
How noble in reason

How dare they try to end this beauty?
How dare they try to end this beauty?
Walking in space
We find the purpose of peace
The beauty of life
You can no longer hide
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Our eyes are open
Wide wide wide!

Sometimes she just speaks to me. Or for me.

"All I Really Want"

Do I stress you out
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say how appropriate
I don't want to dissect everything today
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already
If only I could hunt the hunter

And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance
Do I wear you out
You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
I'm like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
I'm frustrated by your apathy
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
If only I could meet the Maker

And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature
What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred
Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
Falling all around...all around
Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?

Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die
Or did you long for the next distraction
And all I need know is intellectual intercourse
A soul to dig the hole much deeper
And I have no concept of time other than it is flying
If only I could kill the killer

All I really want is some peace man
a place to find a common ground
And all I really want is a wavelength
All I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice... 

For pondering later

mojodragonfly  An interesting quote regarding a narrative conception of the self:

“Man is...a story-telling animal. That means I can only answer the question, ‘What am I to do?’ if I can answer the prior question ‘Of what story or stories do I find myself a part?’”

-Alisdair MacIntyre

Totally Meatspace

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=acvIVA9-FMQ

Do you hear me,
I'm talking to you
Across the water across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreams
I feel your whisper across the sea
I keep you with me in my heart
You make it easier when life gets hard

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

They don't know how long it takes
Waiting for a love like this
Every time we say goodbye
I wish we had one more kiss
I'll wait for you I promise you, I will

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

And so I'm sailing through the sea
To an island where we'll meet
You'll hear the music fill the air
I'll put a flower in your hair
Though the breezes through trees
Move so pretty you're all I see
As the world keeps spinning round
You hold me right here right now

I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed
Lucky to be coming home someday

Ooohh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooooh ooooh oooh oooh ooh ooh ooh ooh 

Savoring all the flavors

Salty, sweet, blue, fear, umami, love, puce, rage, chocolate, delight, despair, sour, silly, creamy, slippery, spicy, verdant, breezy, warm, nippy, nippley, honey, sun, lavender, burn, sharp, mellow, razor blade hot, golden, burning cold, soft, tingly, harsh, magenta, ruby, wind, scarlet, dawn, mauve, tight, rank, smooth, coffee, rainy, jasmine ....

Look

Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars... and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful. Everything is simply happy. Trees are happy for no reason; they are not going to become prime ministers or presidents and they are not going to become rich and they will never have any bank balance. Look at the flowers - for no reason. It is simply unbelievable how happy flowers are. ~Osho

It's ALL razzle dazzle

Pablo

Everything you can imagine is real.


- Pablo Picasso

Nothing

God made everything out of nothing, but the nothingness shows through.


- Paul Valery

iahnhiatm

iahnhiatm explained

• May. 31st, 2008 at 11:34 PM

"I am human, nothing human is alien to me."

In the early '80s, I heard Maya Angelou speak to an auditorium of folks at a local community college.

This quote is a translation of a quote attributed to Terence and she used it as a launching point to encourage her audience to realize that they are capable of anything that is experienced by a human. This ranges from creating a symphony like Beethoven to committing horrible acts on others. In each case, these things were accomplished by another human so each of us is capable of greatness and must also deliberately choose to control our baser urges.

Basically, nothing in life is "inhuman" and we have the choice to do whatever we want and each of us is capable of the full range of the human condition.

What are YOU looking at?

The Art of Disappearing

When they say Don't I know you?
say no.

When they invite you to the party
remember what parties are like
before answering.

Someone telling you in a loud voice
they once wrote a poem.
Greasy sausage balls on a paper plate.

Then reply.

If they say We should get together
say why?

It's not that you don't love them anymore.
You're trying to remember something
too important to forget.

Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished.

When someone recognizes you in a grocery store
nod briefly and become a cabbage.
When someone you haven't seen in ten years
appears at the door,
don't start singing him all your new songs.

You will never catch up.

Walk around feeling like a leaf.
Know you could tumble any second.

*Then* decide what to do with your time.

-- Naomi Shihab Nye

Mr. Reaper's Really Bad Morning

Mr. Reaper's Really Bad Morning from Fifteen Pound Pink Productions on Vimeo.

Go all the way

Good Old War

I weird you

For a given definition of "real."

Jerico Santander

http://www.behance.net/Jerico

I particularly like this piece by Santander.

CrisVector

http://www.crisvector.com/

I'm not taken with all his work, but some of it moves me.