Thin Lizzy, “Dancing in the Moonlight (It’s Caught Me In Its Spotlight),” Live and Dangerous LP (Warner, 1978)
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The days take off their shoes
to pass by without us realizing.
Luis García Montero (born 1958), from “The days take off their shoes
…”, translated from the Spanish by Alice McAdams
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Never loving ourselves,
hating even our shoes and our hats,
we love each other, precious, precious.
Our hands are light blue and gentle.
Our eyes are full of terrible confessions.
Anne Sexton, from All My Pretty Ones; The Black Art.
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Persévérer
To everyone I follow and reblog: thank you. I’ll miss this. To those who follow, like, and reblog me: thank you.
If you know of an alternative space for my interests of sex, art, and words please let me know.
Getting lost was not a matter of geography so much as identity, a passionate desire, even an urgent need, to become no one and anyone, to shake off the shackles that remind you who you are, who others think you are.
Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and let others move forward with it.
Ray Bradbury (via purplebuddhaquotes)