August 2011
21 posts
Middle Brother - Blood and Guts
The older we get, the older we are.
I woke up this morning driving my car
And that is not how it’s supposed to be.
Am I killing time or is it killing me?
The following are things that have been waiting in my draft box and elsewhere that remind me of you or I wrote because of you.
I thought you deserved to see.
Not me or at least not who
I have grown to be.” —Haiku (2000) by Greg Dwyer
What’s the hardest?
I don’t know. Maybe it’s just that when things are gone they’re gone. They aint comin back.
(via becomingonewithlife)
these things matter most:
How well did you love?
How fully did you live?
How deeply did you let go?” —Siddhārtha Gautama
don’t worry, nobody has the
beautiful lady, not really, and
nobody has the strange and
hidden power, nobody is
exceptional or wonderful or
magic, they only seem to be.
it’s all a trick, an in, a con,
don’t buy it, don’t believe it.
the world is packed with
billions of people whose lives
and deaths are useless and
when one of these jumps up
and the light of history shines
upon them, forget it, it’s not
what it seems, it’s just
another act to fool the fools
again.
there are no strong men, there
are no beautiful women.
at least, you can die knowing
this
and you will have
the only possible
victory.
Charles Bukowski