December 2009
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I once sang operas and burned candles
in a place made holy by nothing but...
– Excerpt from “7th race when the angels swung low and burned” by Charles Bukowski
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As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also...
– Donald Rumsfeld
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Evolution Going Great, Reports Trilobite | The... →
“The trilobite then settled down in his murky lagoon, where for the third straight night he would rest soundly while thoughts of someday becoming a brine shrimp, or perhaps even a crustacean—each of which, he knew, would be just a small part of the beautiful upward arc of life, forever changing, forever moving toward balance and harmony—danced in his tiny, insignificant head.”
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I love like, in a mall, when you see that sign,...
(via fuckyeahdemetrimartin)
I would be like, ‘holy shit.’
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