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the x-files as noir: triangle (6x03)

So if I don't turn this ship around? In all likelihood, I won't exist...And neither will you.

requested by @pokeitlikejello

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—reasons to keep a diary/written record of existence.

credits: 1. anais nin; 2. sophocles; 3. fanny howe; 4. @pigmenting ; 5. louise erdrich; 6. tristine rainer; 7. clarice lispector; 8. sei shonagon; 9. elaine feinstein; 10. susan goldsmith wooldridge.

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We are listening for a sound / beyond us, beyond sound, // searching for a lighthouse / in the breakwaters of our uncertainty

Diane Ackerman, an excerpt from the poem, "We are Listening"

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I wonder how many gay people are actually transgender & dont know it because people thing being transgender is transitioning when it’s literally just not being cis.

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October by Mary Oliver

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@89words | @luthienne 

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In May 1939, as the Nazis were tightening their chokehold on Europe, the United States government rejected the SS St. Louis, a German passenger vessel carrying 937 refugees who were trying to dock at the Port of Miami.

Almost all of those refugees were Jews fleeing violence in Germany and Eastern Europe, according to the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum. The ship was eventually forced to return to Europe, where 254 of its passengers were killed.

On Friday, to commemorate International Holocaust Remembrance Day, a pair of Jewish scholars — Russel Neiss and Charlie Schwartz — started tweeting the names of the people who were aboard the SS St. Louis, under the handle @Stl_Manifest. Read more

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Me: I’m going to write so many haunted house fics.

Also me: What if the “cats as Victorian children suffering under the cruelty of their parents” meme/trope but Myfanwy on Ianto’s day off when he leaves her to Jack’s care. (”Where is my chocolate? Father is unyielding! Father is cruel and unjust!”)

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Richard Siken, Seaside Improvisation

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“With no leader but the “invisible hand,” with no elite but the mild and platitudinous Babbittry of the American hinterland, Western capitalism will soon accomplish what the century’s more murderous tyrants, with all their poisonous calculation, could only dream of doing: effacing the cultural memory of entire nations. For there is no tradition, religion, or language to which business owes any allegiance greater than momentary convenience; nor does any tradition, religion, or language remain that can muster a serious challenge to its cultural authority. As Philip Rieff demonstrated so presciently last year, it is capitalism, not angry workers, unhappy youth, or impoverished colonial peoples, that is “the bull in the china shop of human history. The market economy, now global in scale, is by its nature corrosive of all established hierarchies and certainties….””

— Thomas Frank, Dark Age

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CHRISTOPHER ECCLESTON in LET HIM HAVE IT (1991)

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Torchwood Fest: Day 1

↳ Favorite Team Member: Myfanwy Alright alright I know this might not really count but I can’t choose I love them all Maybe I’ll do another post too

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Starry, starry night  Paint your palette blue and grey…

Because there’s no better way to clean your pen of previous ink than doing a calligraphy doodle of lyrics you can’t get out of your head. I’ve only just noticed a spelling mistake in ‘palette’ and I’m not even sorry for posting this.

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“The way you slam your body into mine reminds me I’m alive, but monsters are always hungry, darling, and they’re only a few steps behind you, finding the flaw, the poor weld, the place where we weren’t stitched up quite right, the place they could almost slip right into through if the skin wasn’t trying to keep them out, to keep them here, on the other side of the theater where the curtain keeps rising. I crawled out the window and ran into the woods. I had to make up all the words myself. The way they taste, the way they sound in the air. I passed through the narrow gate, stumbled in, stumbled around for a while, and stumbled back out. I made this place for you. A place for to love me. If this isn’t a kingdom then I don’t know what is.”

― Richard Siken, Crush

Photos from-

Marc Zimmer

Dave Reed

Tobias Rademacher

Robby McCullough

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