December 2011
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feels good to speak again.
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finally messing with beats again. flowers, t
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(via thecharlieschafer)
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let the record show
I wash my feet now.
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The Weight of Glory
Dusty Soundrise – it lifts as smoke lifts, and falling, it drapes on me a weighty cloak of youth blurred. Overwarmed and oversaturated, the distorting boasts the nostalgia of an old record’s hymn. I sense there’s something more within the noise, within the heavy bliss. It is the song yet unsung, a shadow of The Great Longing’s resolve, I suppose. But I know less of the sea than of...
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Grace is by definition something given, not something earned… Grace is a...
– Derek Attridge, from Age of Bronze, State of Grace, an article of “J.M. Coetzee And the Ethics of Reading” This is entirely out of context and merely tangential to Attridge’s argument, but I found it wise and worth sharing.
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