“Everything exists to end in a photograph.”
― Susan Sontag

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Things I am learning about life so far: 

1. It doesn’t matter what path you choose as long as you follow it with      certainty and determination
2. Life is unpredictable and trying to plan it to the very last detail is futile
3. Staying soft in a world that is always trying to harden you is a triumph
4. It takes more than just care and affection to keep a relationship going
5. The most wonderful things in life happen unexpectedly 
6. There is nothing better than a good cry
7. Our assumptions make us into islands 
8. Fear is the enemy
9. The best way to feel it is to sing it. loudly. in the shower.
10. Forgiveness sets us free

 

Things I am learning about life so far

1. It doesn’t matter what path you choose as long as you follow it with      certainty and determination

2. Life is unpredictable and trying to plan it to the very last detail is futile

3. Staying soft in a world that is always trying to harden you is a triumph

4. It takes more than just care and affection to keep a relationship going

5. The most wonderful things in life happen unexpectedly 

6. There is nothing better than a good cry

7. Our assumptions make us into islands 

8. Fear is the enemy

9. The best way to feel it is to sing it. loudly. in the shower.

10. Forgiveness sets us free

 


Ehren Dorsey and Bryant McCuddin by Patrick Demarchelier for Interview, October 2011

Ehren Dorsey and Bryant McCuddin by Patrick Demarchelier for Interview, October 2011

Between what is said and not meant
And what is meant and not said
Most of love is lost


بين منطوق لم يقصد
و مقصود لم ينطق
تضيع الكثير من المحبة

Khalil Gibran  (via bhagyawati)
I only feel close to people who arouse my energy, who make enormous demands of me, who are capable of enriching me with experience, pain, people who do not doubt my courage, or my toughness. People who do not believe me naive or innocent, but who challenge my keenest wisdom, who have the courage to treat me like a woman in spite of the fact that they are aware of my vulnerability.

“Burn Down the Town, No Survivors”

Those were my orders,
issued with a sense of rightness
I’d rarely known.  I was tired
of how June was treating John,
how Mary was victimizing herself
with nearly everyone, Mark
was a loose cannon, and Carlotta
would never find any peace.
It seemed to me that there could be
no acceptable resolution for anyone,
except those who didn’t deserve one.
And when, for a moment, I held the power,
I surveyed the landscape—it was
just a typical mid-sized town
in the middle of nowhere—and
the citizens showed no signs
of remorse, as if what they were doing
to one another (and to me) was
what we were here for (and I recognize
the mistake in that kind of thinking,
but still…) a bold and decisive action
seemed so appealing, even healing.
I was with a friend’s wife, her
wild mane would make such ideal kindling—
I could have loved her but it would
have been just more of the same,
more petty crimes and slow death,
more passion leading to betrayal,
more ecstasy guaranteeing tears.  I saw
how dangerous and fragile I had become.
I could have loved a fig right then
with my gasoline in one hand,
and the other fluttering between
her breast and a packet of matches.
My contagious laughter frightening us both,
“No survivors,” I repeated, and
we looked through one another,
the work already completed.

James Tate

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Rineke Dijkstra - Bullfighter, Vila Franca de Xira, Portugal (1994)

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Rineke Dijkstra - BullfighterVila Franca de Xira, Portugal (1994)

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