Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality.
We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For his civility.
We passed the school, where children strove At recess, in the ring; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun.
Or rather, he passed us; The dews grew quivering and chill, For only gossamer my gown, My tippet only tulle.
We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound.
Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity.
Emily Dickinson
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully, mysteriously) her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
E. E. Cummings
damn dust
"Atheism is a compassionate day pass in its prescription of meaningless shit luck. Nobody let you down. You can't stay mad at dust. Randomness causes a seed to fall into a bit of earth that happens to have an opening, and that seed either grows or does not grow thanks to a wealth or drought ordained by nothing but chance." sweet/salty
This Is Just To Say
I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox
and which you were probably saving for breakfast
Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
William Carlos Williams
intrinsic motivation and the 16 basic desires theory
Starting from a studies involving more than 6,000 people, Professor Steven Reiss has proposed a theory that find 16 basic desires that guide nearly all human behavior.
The desires are: * Acceptance, the need for approval * Curiosity, the need to think * Eating, the need for food * Family, the need to raise children * Honor, the need to be loyal to the traditional values of one's clan/ethnic group * Idealism, the need for social justice * Independence, the need for individuality * Order, the need for organized, stable, predictable environments * Physical Activity, the need for exercise * Power, the need for influence of will * Romance, the need for sex * Saving, the need to collect * Social Contact, the need for friends (peer relationships) * Status, the need for social standing/importance * Tranquility, the need to be safe * Vengeance, the need to strike back
i found this on wikipedia when i was looking for something on boredom and repressed desires.
you will need: lemon juice kitchen scales cotton wool balls
this is what you need to do: put a large drop of lemon juice on your tongue and swill it around your mouth for ten seconds use the cotton wool balls to mop up all the saliva that you produce when you've mopped it all up, put the cotton wool balls on your kitchen scales and see how much they weigh compare your results with your friends and family, and see whose weighs the most
a buffoon empiricist manifesto and skanking in IKEA
5) Thou shalt invent ridiculous new skanks in funky dances (and in IKEA), if only to annoy the purists (and IKEA). Thou shalt put videos of yourself doing these skanks on the internets, but only if you've first performed them in a rave, or the food hall of a Swedish furniture store. more rules here.
