David Jones's Blog, page 1363
June 22, 2012
Interesting replies to the chat post before!
Tumblr won’t let me actually type a reply in there for some reason..but yeah - very interesting to hear the different takes on that. Personally, I think I agree with the statement. And in some cases it would be a very good thing, in other cases, considerably less so. But such is life. Either way, all of this keeps reminding me of Blue Jeans and Dark Paradise by Lana Del Rey.
The Creature of the Night
“Hatred isn’t something you’re born with.” I had heard that quote often. I had heard it in the film, I had heard it in the song - I had heard it in my own head until, quite suddenly, it seemed to gain resonance. I knew of hatred as a real thing - not the ignorant, bigoted hatred that the quote referred to, but the hatred at wrongs, the hatred towards hateful people, the hatred towards the bad, the hatred towards those who are monsters, the hatred towards those ones who...
So, something interesting was said to me today..
That some people - regardless of what happens in life, regardless of everything and anything, in fact - never stop caring for another person until the day they die, and there isn’t anything they can do about it. What do we think?? Agree/disagree?? In the words of old school exam papers…discuss..
the magic begins » Favorite book - Deathly Hallows
“‘Tell...
the magic begins» Favorite book -Deathly Hallows
“‘Tell me one last thing,’ said Harry. ‘Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?’
Dumbledore beamed at him, and his voice sounded loud and strong in Harry’s ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.
‘Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?’”
My favourite book in the series.
June 21, 2012
The impossiblity
Of dealing with the impossible,
Feels impossible again.
The impossiblity
Of dealing with the impossible,
Feels impossible again.
This Life
We had a peculiar life of three days
You and I,
And in living thus we trumped the prisoner Mayfly,
But not his legend,
Although the Harvest Moon,
All structured of copper,
Saw us.
In that time span
There was little of the time
Which, laborious of it’s wit,
Divides. And drags hours upon the rack,
Until they pop. Explode their seams.
You were changed, Time,
Powerless or fearless I was of you,
Content to rush or wait. No matter which,
Without the urge of Affect,
Which was a quietly occurring inevitable,
Ha...
iamthelionturtle:
laughingeternally:
s-lowdancing:
4sha:
slow...
4sha:
slow motion lightning.
holy shit
whoa
Thats crazy, because even in slow motion it still looks like it goes the speed of fireworks, thats how fast it is
Reminds me a bit of the shape of a river delta.
