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According to John Keats..

meditate on some truth/beauty/imagination

Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced.

Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one’s soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.

The only means of strengthening one’s intellect is to make up one’s mind about nothing, to let the mind be a thoroughfare for all thoughts.

You speak of Lord Byron and me; there is this great difference between us. He describes what he sees I describe what I imagine. Mine is the hardest task.

3 years ago

June 27, 2010
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"Lenny Hearts Eunice" by Gary Shteyngart

See, I haven’t lost sight of posting stories!

http://www.newyorker.com/fiction/features/2010/06/14/100614fi_fiction_shteyngart

This piece was featured in The New Yorker’s “20 under 40” issue and is adapted from Shteyngart’s novel “Super Sad True Love Story,” which comes out this July.

It’s an (eventually) endearing and funny piece of speculative fiction set in the unspecified future where books aren’t read and employees are publicly rated based on their moods/attitude (“not a team playa”). But, even in such a sick sick world the love an awkward older Jewish man for his petite Asian lady cannot be squashed.

At first I wasn’t too enthusiastic to read about such a pervasive and personally unpalatable type of infatuation (okay, typical gross old white man love for small Asian lady named Eunice..how much more stereotypically Korean- American can her name be? Why does he have to mention how she is Asian and small sooo often?), but eventually I was “ROFLAARP-ing” (Rolling of Floor Looking at Addictive Rodent Pornography).. at least by the story’s own standards. Thankfully, Eunice has her own agenda and an edge to her.

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Love at first purchase

I’m moving into a new apartment come August and yesterday I bought my first decor piece.

You can buy this tealight holder from Z Gallerie or on their website. It’s on sale ;)

Z Gallerie has to be one of my favorite home decor and furniture stores. I love their aesthetic: modern but not bare and chic but not boring.

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Songbird

I took a poetry class once. It was an intro class, so each student only workshopped one piece. Here’s what I shared.

Songbird

She told me everything-
How her father used his fleshy piston to sow his seed all over the trailer park
How her mother quieted her brain synapses with brandy or gin
How she was supposed to have a younger brother, but he came out raw and bleeding
How she wanted me to come to the lake, but the neighbors might think I’m Mexican- or worse

She cut my hair with kitchen shears and it never grew long again
She seduced me with the grime underneath her fingernails

She shattered everything-
The pieces were so little she tricked me into seeing whole
And then everything was whole, whole, holes

She went on a restorative adventure and met people that were crazier than her
They mixed her forbidden cocktails of ideology and fear of the normative four-walled house, changing her addictions

She lost the tempting trills in her desperate song
She lost her bright feathers and tried to make me see her new ones
She always made her voice louder, sharper, rustier-
But she liked my words


3 years ago

June 21, 2010
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According to Oscar Wilde.. “Phrases and Philosophies for the Use of the Young”

Some light reading.

According to Mr. Oscar Wilde..

The first duty in life is to be as artificial as possible. What the second duty is no one has as yet discovered.

Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attractiveness of others.

If the poor only had profiles there would be no difficulty in solving the problem of poverty.

Those who see any difference between soul and body have neither.

A really well-made buttonhole is the only link between Art and Nature.

Religions die when they are proved to be true. Science is the record of dead religions.

The well-bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.

Nothing that actually occurs is of the smallest importance.

Dullness is the coming of age of seriousness.

In all unimportant matters, style, not sincerity, is the essential. In all important matters, style, not sincerity, is the essential.

If one tells the truth, one is sure, sooner or later, to be found out.

Pleasure is the only thing one should live for. Nothing ages like happiness.

It is only by not paying one’s bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial classes.

No crime is vulgar, but all vulgarity is crime. Vulgarity is the conduct of others.

Only the shallow know themselves.

Time is a waste of money.

One should always be a little improbable.

There is a fatality about all good resolutions. They are invariably made too soon.

The only way to atone for being occasionally a little over-dressed is by being always absolutely over-educated.

To be premature is to be perfect.

Any preoccupation with ideas of what is right and wrong in conduct shows an arrested intellectual development.

Ambition is the last refuge of the failure.

A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.

In examinations the foolish ask questions that the wise cannot answer.

Greek dress was in its essence inartistic. Nothing should reveal the body but the body.

One should either be a work of art, or wear a work of art.

It is only the superficial qualities that last. Man’s deeper nature is soon found out.

Industry is the root of all ugliness.

The ages live in history through their anachronisms.

It is only the gods who taste of death. Apollo has passed away, but Hyacinth, whom men say he slew, lives on. Nero and Narcissus are always with us.

The old believe everything: the middle-aged suspect everything: the young know everything.

The condition of perfection is idleness: the aim of perfection is youth.

Only the great masters of style ever succeed in being obscure.

There is something tragic about the enormous number of young men there are in England at the present moment who start life with perfect profiles, and end by adopting some useful profession.

To love oneself is the beginning of a life-long romance.

3 years ago

June 2, 2010
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photo Hamburger scatter cushions! Yummy?

Hamburger scatter cushions! Yummy?

3 years ago

May 26, 2010
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photo I met Chuck Palahniuk…

I met Chuck Palahniuk…

3 years ago

May 21, 2010
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3 years ago

May 5, 2010
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Chuck Palahniuk “Guts”

this post was originally sucked into the mysteries of interweb land…

"Guts" by Chuck Palahniuk

**Somewhat disturbing & very disgusting

http://chuckpalahniuk.net/features/shorts/guts

Readings of “Guts” have consistently caused fainting amongst audience members.

"The Guts Effect" by Chuck Palahniuk

http://chuckpalahniuk.net/features/essays/guts-effect

And, of course, the auditory experience. It’s interesting to listen to the audience’s reactions. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find a complete version with video as well :(

Part 1:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0ln9ZQY_V4

Part 2:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZJhtxZPvWo&feature=related

Part 3:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fs-qBsXAt_U&feature=related

3 years ago

May 5, 2010
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photo marc jacobs
spring 2010

Christina Ricci & The Gaga

marc jacobs

spring 2010

Christina Ricci & The Gaga

3 years ago

May 5, 2010
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