[A]fter she died, I found myself in possession of a number of her things, just common everyday things. I had them in the apartment, this and that, out and about, objects that were lost, abandoned, speechless, but not dead. That was the crux of it. They weren’t dead, not in the usual way we think of objects as lifeless. They seemed charged with a kind of power. At times I almost felt them move with it, and then after several weeks, I noticed, that they seemed to lose that vivacity, seemed to retreat into their thingness… I boxed them to keep them untouched by the here and now. I feel sure that those things carry her imprint - the mark of a warm, living body in the world. And even though I’ve tried to keep them safe they’re turning cold. —
Reasons to love second hand books - objects imbued with the life of another.
From The Blindfold by Siri Hustvedt
I’M GOING TO TYPE EVERY WORD I KNOW… RECTANGLE. AMERICA. MEGAPHONE. MONDAY. BUTTHOLE. —
Ron Swanson, Parks & Recreation
The comfort zone is uncomfortable
The horror of immortality.
How we wish that life could support only the good. But it vanishes when its opposite no longer exists as a setting.
From theory, action.: In Germany, police fired 85 bullets in all of 2011. -
In the U.S., police fired 90 shots at one unarmed man in Los Angeles.
Not to mention, they hit him only like 10 times….
Consciousness is the narrow neck of a vast bottle
My immediate superior at work just said, with a very disgruntled face:
"My favourite show got cancelled last week because of all this stuff going on in Syria"
There are no words.