It’s so mind blowing to me how we’re all expected to work right now. Capitalism gives us no room to be human. We can’t grieve, we can’t be sick. I guess that’s the point. “Don’t feel anything, just work.” Being a therapist right now is almost just agreeing everything sucks.
Every time another university eliminates its humanities majors, I can't help thinking of this line from William Carlos Williams' poem "Asphodel, That Greeny Flower”:
"Perversely, Waldo's inescapable observability robbed him of any ability to truly be seen. Fully in view at last, he faded into obscurity. Freed at last from the smothering duty to ask 'where is Waldo,' society moved on, neglecting to ever ask 'WHY is Waldo?'"
Thirty five years later, the drum machine, doom-klezmer of Leonard Cohen's "Everybody Knows" remains a strikingly radical gesture. From the crypt-keeper vocals to the reverse-Sermon-On-The-Mount-sentiment, it's the sound of Satan trying out his standup act and absolutely killing,
Hmmm.. do today's winners of the Nobel prize know something, perhaps about something floating in the air, that most of our leaders don't? I wonder what it could be...
The Octopus Tree (also known as the Council Tree, the Monstrosity Tree, and the Candelabra Tree) is believed to be around 250 to 300 years old. https://t.co/ygv2ausKd6
hungry boy math is ordering Welsh rarebit with a poached egg, bacon, scones, butter, cream, jam, a pot of lapsang souchong tea and sausages but not having time to start your day with confrontations
Tiny clowns are in the air. All around you. You may not be able to see them, but, if you listen carefully, you may be able to catch the honking of their tiny noses before your airways are choked by rivers of tiny custard pies
Folks, we need more outdoor rooms. These need to be our bus stops, our classrooms, our park seating areas, our library study nooks. We have a massive deficit of beautiful, whimsical, useful spaces in our world. We must become a cooler civilization