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Egon Schiele (1890-1918)

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both sides, now

Tears and fears and feeling proud to say "I love you" right out loud, dreams and schemes and circus crowds: I've looked at life that way. Oh, but now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads, they say I've changed. Well, something's lost but something's gained in living every day.
I've looked at life from both sides now, from win and lose, and still somehow it's life's illusions I recall: I really don't know life at all.

so long

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"They say you die twice.
 Once when you stop breathing, 
and a second time, a bit later on, 
when somebody says your name 
for the last time"
Bansky

Ithaca

As you set out for Ithaca,
hope the journey is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.
Laistrygonnians and Cyclops,
and angry Poseidon - don't be afraid of them,
you'll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
Laistrygonyans and Cyclops,
wild Poseidon - you won't encounter them

unless you bring them along inside your soul,

unless your soul sets them up in front of you.

Hope the journey is a long one.

May there be many a summer morning when,

with what pleasure, what joy,

you come into harbors seen for the first time.

May you stop at Phoenician trading stations,

to buy fine things,

mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,

sensual perfume of every kind,

as many sensual perfumes as you can.

And may you visit many Egyptian cities

to gather stores of knowledge from their scholars.

Keep Ithaca always in your mind.

Arriving there is what you are destined for.

But do not hurry the journey at all.

Better if it lasts for years,

so you are old by the time you reach the island,

wealthy with all you have gained on the way, 

not expecting Ithaca to make you rich.

Ithaca gave you the marvelous journey.

Without her you would not have set out.

She has nothing left to give you now.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca won't have fooled you.

Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,

you will have understood by then what there Ithaca meant.

Constantive P. Cavafy

Before Sunrise (1995)

"I believe that if there's any kind of God, it wouldn't be any of us. Not you, or me, but just this little space in between. If the'res any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. I know, it's almost impossible to succeed, but who cares really? The answer must be in the attempt"

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Hello 2013

I do not have superior intelligence or faultless looks.

I do not captivate a room or run a mile in under six minutes.

I only succeeded because I was still working 

after everyone else went to bed.

Greg Evans

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if I only could relax in this confusion

Francisco de Goya, Semi-buried dog (1819-1823)

I've never loved anybody this way. 

Never looked at a woman and though, if civilization fails, if the world ends, 

I'll still understand what God meant.

Wolf (1994)

when things were really hummin'

yeah round 'n round 'n up 'n down we go again

oh baby make me know you love me, so then 

come on, let's twist again like we did last summer

yeah let's twist again twistin' time is here.

I call her the devil 'cause she makes me wanna sin,

and every time she knocks I can't help but let her in.

I will remember the kisses 

our lips raw with love

and how you gave me

everything you had

and how I, 

offered you what was left of

me, 

and I will remember your small room

the feel of you

the light in the window

your records

your books

our morning coffee

our noons our nights

our bodies spilled together

sleeping

the finy flowing currents

immediate and forever

you leg my leg

your arm my arm

you smile and the warmth

of you

who made me laugh

again.

Charles Bukowski, Raw With Love

I run away with my imagination

here and now

Isn't it weird to think that every person you walk by has a past they may or may not be proud of and a family they might be close to or far from and a lover they're either with or apart from and a name and a personality and they might be having the greatest day of their life or the worst day? We probably walk past hundreds of people a day and never one stop to thing what they're going through, what their life may be like. We're too focused on our own. (BW)

be curious, not judgemental

Tom Roberts, Going Home (1889)

You didn't catch my eye right away, I won't deny this

but once you did, I sewar I couldn't look away.

sugar it feels so good when you touch me

                     

everyone's afraid of the financial situation

everyone's so scared of the big bad economic wolf

I can't think of anything else than to lay in bed here naked with you

let's make love until the crises is over...

you have to be careful

You have to be careful telling things.

Some ears are tunnels.

Your words will go in and get lost in the dark.

Some ears are flat pans like the miners used

looking for gold.

What you say will be washed out with the stones.

You look for a long time till you find the right ears.

Till then, there are birds and lamps to be spoken to,

a patient cloth rubbing shine in circles,

and the slow, gradually growing possibility

that when you find such ears

they already know.

Naomi Shihab Nye

we are what we repeatedly do (Aristotle)