“Old gods, here in this new land without gods”
“All we have to believe with is out senses, the tools we use to perceive the world: our sight, our touch, our memory. If they lie to us, then nothing can be trusted. An even if we do not believe, then still we cannot travel in any other way than the road our sense show us; and we must walk that road to the end” -Neil Gaiman
Today i thought is it bad or is it sad that i daydream of long bicycle rides and endless runs along verdant paths while locked here in my pale, fluorescent jail of bureaucracy?
“The burden of giving a shit”
Sometimes you’ve gotta ask yourself; “what would honey badger do?”
Capital bikeshare party http://t.co/1c8IacTw
Killer Elite: Stratham+Owen? Yes, pls
she slid through sunset, into darkness and silence, and across midnight
“That dream, that never came true,/that dream was angelic to get” Froding
“Between the lines/ Read though the text/There’s no spoon anymore.”
Hello sunshine, I’ve missed you
It's all in there
constructivesumr: it’s just hiding. Between the lines. Read through the text. There is no spoon anymore. We’re all here, and we can go all nite. Read across the text, Karin. Read your way back home.
#Gingrich, #Bernanke just called, your refinancing on that vacation home just got declined…
“If you can’t understand it without an explanation, you can’t understand it with an explanation.”