I miss you.

It’s never, never, never the woman’s fault. No man has a right to raise a hand to a woman. No means no. […] The one regret I have is we call it domestic violence as if it’s a domesticated cat. It is the most vicious form of violence there is, because not only the physical scars are left, the psychological scars that are left. This whole culture for so long has put the onus on the woman. What were you wearing? What did you say? What did you do to provoke? That is never the appropriate question.

Joe Biden on Today this morning (h/t Joy)

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Forever, in my heart, autumn will always be our season.

"When that slow-motion, silent explosion of love takes place in me, unfolding its melting fringes and overwhelming me with the sense of something much vaster, much more enduring and powerful than the accumulation of matter or energy in any imaginable cosmos, then my mind cannot but pinch itself to see if it is really awake. I have to make a rapid inventory of the universe, just as a man in a dream tries to condone the absurdity of his position by making sure he is dreaming. I have to have all space and all time participate in my emotion, in my mortal love, so that the edge of its mortality is taken off, thus helping me to fight the utter degradation, ridicule, and horror of having developed an infinity of sensation and thought within a finite existence."


-Vladimir Nabokov. 

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"When that slow-motion, silent explosion of love takes place in me, unfolding its melting fringes and overwhelming me with the sense of something much vaster, much more enduring and powerful than the accumulation of matter or energy in any imaginable cosmos, then my mind cannot but pinch itself to see if it is really awake. I have to make a rapid inventory of the universe, just as a man in a dream tries to condone the absurdity of his position by making sure he is dreaming. I have to have all space and all time participate in my emotion, in my mortal love, so that the edge of its mortality is taken off, thus helping me to fight the utter degradation, ridicule, and horror of having developed an infinity of sensation and thought within a finite existence."


-Vladimir Nabokov.

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"And this is how we rise, by taking the fall,
Survive another winter on straight to the thaw.
One day you’ll learn to strain the tea through your teeth
And maybe find the strength to proceed to the peak.
Press on into the thin again till I cannot breathe.
I swallowed so much of my damn pride that it chokes me.
The risk is not a slipped grip at the edge of the peak,
The real danger is just to linger at the base of the thing.”


A. Bothwel

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Always.  (at Canterbury Ale House)

Always. (at Canterbury Ale House)

Astronautalis - The River, The Woods |HD| - YouTube

Sometimes you find a song that not only speaks to you, but also defines exactly where you are in life.

1 month ago - 2

Your smile is still there, it’s closer than you think.

And If I want to find the song “Landslide” by Fleetwood Mac I have to remember that I bought it for someone in the fall of 1983 pile, but didn’t give it to them for personal reasons.

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Make a wish…..

Make a wish…..

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