Friday, April 25, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
I now wonder where the idea or of the ideology of creativity started. Shakespeare and company certainly stole from, copied each other’s writings. Before them, the Greeks didn’t both making up any new stories. I suspect that the ideology of creativity started when the bourgeoisie—when they rose up in all their splendor, as the history books put it—made a capitalistic marketplace for books. Today a writer earns money or a living by selling copyright, ownership to words. We all do, we writers, this scam, because we need to earn money, only most don’t admit it’s a scam. Nobody really owns nothing. Kathy Acker (via botchedandecstatic) (from her very-hard-to-find-online 1989 article, “A Few Notes on Two of My Books,” published in the Review of Contemporary Fiction 9.1)
Sunday, April 20, 2014
wonderfulyou:

A dark corner in a bright room will always be just that; a small speck of darkness surrounded by light. But bring the tiniest bit of light into a dark room? The whole space will light up.
 Darkness cannot prevail in the light. So be the light. Live the light. Shine,
shine, shine.

wonderfulyou:

A dark corner in a bright room will always be just that; a small speck of darkness surrounded by light. But bring the tiniest bit of light into a dark room? The whole space will light up.


Darkness cannot prevail in the light. So be the light. Live the light. Shine,

shine,
shine.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

(Source: truthfacts.com)

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

mymodernmet:

The stunning Nasir al-mulk Mosque hides a gorgeous secret between the walls of its fairly traditional exterior: stepping inside is like walking into a kaleidoscope of colors. Every day, the rays of the early morning sun shine through colorful stained-glass windows, transforming the halls into a dazzling wonderland of rich hues, patterns, and light that play on the floor of the mosque.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

(Source: sarxj)

Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Whatcha lookin at?

Whatcha lookin at?

Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Springtime in the desert, found these stuck on the leg of my pants this morning

Springtime in the desert, found these stuck on the leg of my pants this morning

Monday, March 3, 2014
"We just chillin,
Milk em top billin, 
Silk and pure linen, 
Me and little Cease, 
Yanbu sea breeze, 
Dom P’s, 
Palm trees, 
Cats lay in Pablo,
In milked out diablos”

"We just chillin,
Milk em top billin,
Silk and pure linen,
Me and little Cease,
Yanbu sea breeze,
Dom P’s,
Palm trees,
Cats lay in Pablo,
In milked out diablos”

Sunday, March 2, 2014
Walking in houses of worship

Walking in houses of worship