May 2013
8 posts
“Observe the herd which is grazing beside you. It does not know what yesterday or today is. It springs around, eats, rests, digests, jumps up again, and so from morning to night and from day to day, with its likes and dislikes closely tied to the peg of the moment, and thus is neither melancholy nor weary. To witness this is difficult for man, because he boasts to himself that his human condition is better than the beast’s and yet looks with jealousy at its happiness. For he wishes only to live like the beast, neither weary with things nor in pain, and yet he wants it in vain, because he does not desire it as the animal does.”
—Friedrich Nietzsche, On the Use and Abuse of History for Life (via c-ovet)
For You, and Me: Marina Abramovic. Rhythm 0. 1974 →
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“The experience I learned was that … if you leave decision to the public, you can be killed… I felt really violated: they cut my clothes, stuck rose thorns in my stomach, one person aimed the gun at my head, and another took it away. It created an aggressive atmosphere. After exactly 6…
Reminder to self
Avoid:
pizza bread from paris baguette
Ttukbokki from street stands
“Who is wise and understanding among you? Let them show it by their good life, by deeds done in the humility that comes from wisdom. But if you harbor bitter envy and selfish ambition in your hearts, do not boast about it or deny the truth. Such “wisdom” does not come down from heaven but is earthly, unspiritual, demonic. For where you have envy and selfish ambition, there you find disorder and every evil practice. But the wisdom that comes from heaven is first of all pure; then peace-loving, considerate, submissive, full of mercy and good fruit, impartial and sincere. Peacemakers who sow in peace reap a harvest of righteousness.”
—John 3: 13-18
filling up from the inside
happy 24
April 2013
9 posts
Quotation Excerpts With Liaos: 4/24/13 Email →
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qewl:
Subject: My wish came true :D- mommy!
(Mom’s so cute, her wish was to see fireflies)
we armed our body with OFF, the one Rowena mailed to us, and she also gave us 2 pocket size bottles to put the Off in, dad wore the mosquitoe repellent hat, I wore its scarf, all given by Rowena, and…
i wish i knew more people like sabrina’s mother
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더욱넓게생각하고넓게품자
to go along is to go crazy
- tlmcmerty@gmail.com: dude
- jeanissmall
- that is my kakaotalk
- me: ...
- look at these sad periods
- looking so small
- tlmcmerty@gmail.com: ?
- oh what jean
- me: just like me...
- . . .
- tlmcmerty@gmail.com: oh come on it has nothing to do with you
- it has to do with my short jeans
- me: oh OH
- tlmcmerty@gmail.com: singular jeans
- my jean
- me: the right or the left hole?
- tlmcmerty@gmail.com: right obvs
- me: well, does that mean your left hole is larger?
- tlmcmerty@gmail.com: of course
Play
last 24 hours in the US
- deposit checks
- call verizon
- return ipod to link
- pick up hard drive from linda
- PACK!!!
- do laundry in order to pack
- buy facewash?
- make dvds?
- write, mail letters
- see-you-laters
i can’t believe it. i am going to korea. for the first time in 13 years.
full frame 2013
- blood brother
- gideon’s army
- if you build it
- the guide
- breathing lessons: the life and work of mark o’brien
- first comes love
- good o’ freda
- running from crazy
- mr. toilet
highly recommend them all. really wanted to see more, but didn’t have enough time. sigh…
mo, kurt cobain?
last night, i woke myself up sleep-talking. “mo? mo?” (what? what?) was what i was just saying in my dream. i had never caught myself in the act of doing that before. and i rarely remember any of my dreams. but this one—oh my god—i remembered so vividly because i had just been living in it. i hated that i woke up from it… and that i couldn’t go back to sleep no matter how hard i tried. it was beautiful. the night had fallen and i was tucked so nicely in bed (just like i was in real life—and i wasn’t cold) listening to a guy next to me, this kurt cobain-look-alike (such a pretty, kind face), play his guitar. his bed was right across from mine. i remember thinking, “wow it’s surprising that mom let me share my room with this guy…” because i was still home. ?? lights were off, but i could still see him through the moon light coming in through the window. he did this cheesy guitar move, where you play it from behind the back… but it didn’t look or sound cheesy to me. the song he played on the guitar was actually heart wrenching. ?? i remember feeling so happy in that moment. to be hearing such good live music in bed. and wished that he would never stop being my roommate. once the song was over, he got ready for bed. it was like one of those moments during sleepover, where it’s definitely time for bed, but nobody really wants to go to sleep. i guess he didn’t either. he started talking to me in the dark, but i couldn’t understand anything he was saying.
“mo?” why i asked him in korean is beyond me.
i did listen to erbarme dich before bed that night, which might explain a lot of ??s.
