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perhapsthebirds
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"It is when you are asking about something that you realize you yourself have survived it, and so you must carry it, or fashion it into a thing that carries itself." -Anne Carson, Nox
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perhapsthebirds · 9 years ago
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The X Files (1993-2002)
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perhapsthebirds · 9 years ago
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Good Bones.
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perhapsthebirds · 9 years ago
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Lazy Days
20x15 cm. oil on paper
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perhapsthebirds · 9 years ago
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perhapsthebirds · 9 years ago
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perhapsthebirds · 10 years ago
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Jan Davidsz de Heem - Vase of Flowers
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perhapsthebirds · 10 years ago
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The dream-like, atmospheric-focused work of self-taught artist Henrik Uldalen 
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perhapsthebirds · 10 years ago
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1492. As children we were taught to memorize this year with pride and joy as the year people began living full and imaginative lives on the continent of North America. Actually, people had been living full and imaginative lives on the continent of North America for hundreds of years before that. 1492 was simply the year sea pirates began to rob, cheat, and kill them.
Kurt Vonnegut (via thebrosheviks)
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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I need to re-read this book!
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An excerpt from Christine Schutt’s Florida.
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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Jack Wills
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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do you see why i love this guy? so long, see you tomorrow reminds me of a trauma narrative. they way stories change when you tell them to other people, the way they change when you tell them to yourself. and then they a story can be like a house (alice munro: "you go inside and stay there for a while, wandering back and forth...") and they way a house can be like a memory, all those long corridors. i think of beams, rafters, footsteps worn into rising stairs. this is where memory is: open the door, walk in.
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“What we, or at any rate what I, refer to confidently as memory—meaning a moment, a scene, a fact that has been subjected to a fixative and thereby rescued from oblivion—is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling. Too many conflicting emotional interests are involved for life ever to be wholly acceptable, and possibly it is the work of the storyteller to rearrange things so that they conform to this end. In any case, in talking about the past we lie with every breath we take.” ― William Maxwell
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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Here’s today’s Daily GIF!
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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to do:
write ethics essay
outline/freewrite dickinson essay
organize philo/lit/compar lit notes
read/take notes on republic bk 1
do laundry
look up birthday things
read book club novel 
go for a night hike with f, n & a
buy a fucking coat
revisions for novel outline
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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Pattern recognition, Romina Ressia
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perhapsthebirds · 11 years ago
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From The 50 Greatest Love Letters of All Time, edited by David H, Lowenherz
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