Standing in the shower, thinking.

visual-poetry: by ed ruscha (+) [on tumblr]

Sun, 19 May 2013 17:40:39 +1000

visual-poetry:

by ed ruscha (+)

[on tumblr]

princess-chodestool: anamanaguchi: <3 my new fave song...

Sun, 19 May 2013 17:34:05 +1000

princess-chodestool:

anamanaguchi:

<3

my new fave song btw

thefemaletyrant: A 1962 Soviet Postcard Against Colonialism in...

Sun, 19 May 2013 17:31:18 +1000

thefemaletyrant:

A 1962 Soviet Postcard Against Colonialism in Africa

"Concrete knowledge of socialism is – like socialism itself- a product of the struggle for it; it can..."

Sun, 19 May 2013 17:24:11 +1000

“Concrete knowledge of socialism is – like socialism itself- a product of the struggle for it; it can only be gained in and through this struggle. All attempts to gain knowledge of socialism which do not follow this path of dialectical interaction with the day-to-day problems of the class struggle make a meta-physic of it, a Utopia, something merely contemplative and non-practical.”

- Lukacs, Georg, Lenin: A Study on the Unity of His Thought, (London: Verso 2009), p.71 (via fuckyeahdialectics)

Photo

Sun, 19 May 2013 00:28:35 +1000

niknak79: One of us doesn’t belong here

Fri, 17 May 2013 16:02:33 +1000

niknak79:

One of us doesn’t belong here

tastefullyoffensive: [via]

Fri, 03 May 2013 21:07:51 +1000

tastefullyoffensive:

[via]

wadddha: يوميات إمرأة - نزار قباني A woman’s dairy - by Nizar...

Fri, 03 May 2013 17:48:09 +1000

wadddha:

يوميات إمرأة - نزار قباني
A woman’s dairy - by Nizar Qabbani

epicureanerendira: rosas—sylvestres: i am forever falling in love with people through whom i can...

Fri, 03 May 2013 14:54:21 +1000

epicureanerendira:

rosas—sylvestres:

i am forever falling in love with people through whom i can feel the Earth, maybe because i have so much trouble rooting myself…

if you can make things grow, know the cycles of stars and the moon, don’t get lost in the forest, know how to swim in the ocean…

but especially if you know how to gather, hunt, or garden food and medicine… i’m yours.

strugglingtobeheard: tionam: vintageblack2: Former slaves at...

Fri, 03 May 2013 14:40:01 +1000

strugglingtobeheard:

tionam:

vintageblack2:

Former slaves at reunion in Washington, D.C. c. 1916

*the formerly enslaved.

^^ yes. We were never slaves. We were enslaved. Big difference

magnificentruin: Jonah FreemanHello Meth Lab in the Sun

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 16:13:48 +1000

magnificentruin:

Jonah Freeman
Hello Meth Lab in the Sun

"‘I care,’ he said in a trembling voice. ‘I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without..."

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 16:13:28 +1000

“‘I care,’ he said in a trembling voice. ‘I care so much that I do not know how to tell you without it seeming inconsequential compared to how I feel. Even if I am distant at times and seem as if I do not want to be with you, it is only because this scares me, too.’”

- Aimee Carter (via hellanne)

Some Possible Poets without Clothes

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 15:53:54 +1000

sogumi:

Poet without clothes with a strawberry painted on the belly

Poet without clothes opening bills

Poet without clothes eating a hard cheese

Poet without clothes except for a black mask

Poet without clothes streaking through a backyard

Poet without clothes without a cloud in the sky

Poet without clothes unable to stop their weeping

Poet without clothes with shoulder grazing hoop earrings

Poet without clothes eating BBQ chicken

Poet without clothes snipping tags off clothes

Multiple poets without clothes with multiple cats

Poet without clothes but 5 inch clear jelly platforms

Poet without clothes and without sleep

Poet without clothes making a skate video

Poet without clothes stretched out on a hotel bed sticky with champagne

Poet without clothes, vacuuming

Poet without clothes making out with a Games of Thrones poster

Poet without clothes with lapis lazuli eyelids

Poet without clothes with dog with clothes

Poet without clothes fanning themselves with a giant leaf

Poets without clothes hiding from police

Poet without clothes sideways eye fucking

Poet without clothes stuck with bits of gold leaf

Poet without clothes very stoned and lying down because they can’t move

Poet without clothes surrounded by black drapery and melted candles

Poet without clothes holding a robotic hand

Poet without clothes chopping the meat of a coconut

Poet without clothes selling their clothes

Poet without clothes and tires on fire

Poet without clothes and an xtra large pepperoni pizza

Poet without clothes droopy

Poet without clothes bedazzled

Poet without clothes turning over

Poet without clothes crashing on a friend’s couch

Poet without clothes floating in the water

Poets without clothes bank blockade

Poet without clothes with a big grub on chest

Poet without clothes texting me the answers

Poet without clothes with mochi in their mouth

Poet without clothes hurrying towards sunlight

"In bed at 4PM I held my pillow and thought “oh well” in regards to my entire life."

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 15:50:15 +1000

“In bed at 4PM
I held my pillow
and thought “oh well”
in regards to my entire life.”

- Tao Lin (via lohansanity)

"I have always thought the word “post-human” is very silly and never used it. It is not a matter of a..."

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 15:39:42 +1000

“

I have always thought the word “post-human” is very silly and never used it. It is not a matter of a “post” here, but a matter of getting rid of all the non-realist baggage that is slowing us down, such as the Humean view of causality (as observed constant conjunction) instead of thinking of causes as real relations in which one event produces another event.

Manuel De Landa, ‘1000 Years of War’.

”

- (via sacreamour)