February 2012
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His heart broken by a girl at 20, he trekked into the Amazon jungle to offer...
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It’s being here now that’s important. There’s no past and there’s no future....
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Listen to me. Listen. I could bend you with my finger and my thumb. A mere reed...
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Simoom
Arabic: سموم samūm; from the root سم s-m-m, “to poison”.
A strong, dry, dust-laden local wind that blows in the Sahara, Palestine, Israel, Jordan, Syria, and the deserts of the Arabian Peninsula.
Alternative spellings include samiel, sameyel, samoon, samun, simoun, and simoon. Its temperature may exceed 54°C (129°F) and the humidity may fall below 10%.
The storm moves in cyclone...
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God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel...
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the sea takes us
i am vertical in the maelstrom
as breaking bows slip through waves;
concentric glass circles
describe tight arcs within drowning figures;
the movement of driftwood;
east to west and back again
ragged fingers and bloodied lips
eyes tearing;
an invisible strait backed dead end
arms and breath fastened tight
choking sea foam;
silvering scattered water light;
here are all our futures
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Psychiatry taught me that you have to come up with your own version of neurotic...
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We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us...
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Travelling - it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.
– Ibn Battuta
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You can’t reason yourself back into cheerfulness any more than you can reason...
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Awareness and self-consciousness are delicate matters. Trying to examine more...
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Like the bodies of dancers or athletes, the minds of readers are genuinely happy...
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You know the typical crowd, “Wow, it’s Friday night, what are you going to do?...
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What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night…the little shadow which...
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W.B. Yeats | The Second Coming
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer:
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is...