Compass

dimaisip:

Stop navigating through sadness
with lattitudes and longitudes
defined by others in red.

Happiness is not a fixed place.
You can never locate it
in maps.

Go in blind.

If you have never gotten lost, ever,
how can you find yourself?

- Mark Dimaisip

(via exhalingcatalysts)

theparisreview:

“It’s the story of what it means to live in a cultural climate that stifles almost every creative impulse, and why it so often seems we should stop trying.”

Dan Piepenbring on Cory Arcangel’s new book, Working on My Novel, a compilation of tweets from people who are putatively at work on novels.

(via camazon)

People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. I don’t think that’s what we’re really seeking. I think that what we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances with our own innermost being and reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.
Joseph Campbell (via theonlymagicleftisart)
I’d just say to aspiring journalists or writers—who I meet a lot of—do it now. Don’t wait for permission to make something that’s interesting or amusing to you. Just do it now. Don’t wait. Find a story idea, start making it, give yourself a deadline, show it to people who’ll give you notes to make it better. Don’t wait till you’re older, or in some better job than you have now. Don’t wait for anything. Don’t wait till some magical story idea drops into your lap. That’s not where ideas come from. Go looking for an idea and it’ll show up. Begin now. Be a fucking soldier about it and be tough.
Ira Glass, LifeHacker Interview (via yeahwriters)
smithsonian:

A selection of beautiful moths from our Museum of Natural History’s National Insect Collection 

smithsonian:

A selection of beautiful moths from our Museum of Natural History’s National Insect Collection 

Growing up, I didn’t read novels by women. It’s not that I didn’t want to. It’s almost like I didn’t think that I needed to or, I guess, I didn’t know that I needed to. I was perfectly happy in a world contained by men. I adopted the posture of the brooding male as my own. I was Salinger, I was Kerouac, I was any male protagonist in a novel that one of my boyfriends recommended. I didn’t know that there was a specific female sadness so I was content with relating to a generalized one. And in a way, reading these novels was less of a way to relate and more of a way to learn how to be the type of girl that these male novelists liked. One of my first ambitions wasn’t to be a writer – it was to be a writer’s muse.

Gabby Bess, in Dazed 

my girl

(via sarahjeanalex)

(via sorryhouse)

exploring you more

franticallylost:

Magellan couldn’t sit still
daring for further ventures
staring eyes off into the distance
and so it is with me
you the unexplored territory
you the desired effect
you

Committed he was
standing astride the waves
commanding his crew
not resting until ever
not quitting when tired
not stopping for anything
not

Sensuality in religious erotica
spirituality found in physical form
sexuality found faith in God
carry you to the bedroom
carry you to my heart’s windows
carry
you

(via exhalingcatalysts)

arcticdiscos:

 Sylvia Plath. 1932-1963
 “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I  want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the  skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades,  tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in  life. And I am horribly limited.” 

arcticdiscos:

 Sylvia Plath. 1932-1963

 “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I  want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the  skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades,  tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in  life. And I am horribly limited.” 

(via camazon)

hook

loqui:

how little
some people
can say
with so many
words

makes me thankful
for those
who blow open
my world

with just a look.