if you're drivin' into town ( Read more... )

"Your skin is something that I stir into my tea."

Ugh, Joanna Newsom. Kill me again, why don't you?

joy
landlocked
in bodies that don't keep
dumbstruck with the sweetness of being
until we don't be

bahaha. obviously, you can be a gender studies professor with a phd in gender studies. i don't know why this didn't occur to me before. possibly because i don't actually want to be a professor ever.

i'm sitting in a windowsill in schulich and i just keep getting distracted by the grass and the sun and the trees and the people sitting on the grass and under the trees. it's getting to be that time of year where all i want to do is lie in the grass and get drunk in parks but unfortunately i have five days left of academic fun-killing.

But the beginning of things, of a world especially, is necessarily vague, tangled, chaotic, and exceedingly disturbing. How few of us ever emerge from such beginning! How many souls perish in its tumult ( Read more... )

Ani tonight ( Read more... )

"Oread"

Whirl up, sea --
Whirl your pointed pines,
Splash your great pines
On our rocks;
Hurl your green over us,
Cover us with your pools of fir.

Non-hierarchy; it is so fucking frustrating sometimes.

"There is no shortage of things which set this vast, eternally surprising country apart - strawberry-flavoured cream cheese, valet parking and a lack of respect for the usefulness of the kettle are three that spring to mind."

-BBC, on the US.