Saturday, December 31, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
by Grace Schulman
Life's gains are losses: water leaches rock,
rivers erode and deltas restore the land;
the sun melts ice, turns rain to clouds of mist.
Wind that spins palms in circles like propellers
squanders its force; the fire that feeds destroys.
Each morning burns what night had bound together,
waking us, amazed, staring in wonder,
broken apart. So for all things refused,
I turn, as ships spill wind to change their course:
just as the sea recedes, I grow with loss.
Posted by passion_is at 3:55 AM
Friday, December 16, 2011
"There is a big relationship between this marvelous time of year and living in a one party state. Nothing makes me think more that this time of year of humanities oldest enemy the authoritarian dictatorship. Where you can't go anywhere without listening to the same music. Where you can't go anywhere without hearing the name of the great leader and his son the dear leader. Where all broadcasts, all songs, all jokes, all references are just for that magic few weeks, just exactly like living in fucking North Korea." Christopher Hitchens
Say 'Happy Holidays' unless you know someone's world view, 'Merry Christmas' is so Unchristian.