S. Jones's Blog, page 37

"king's ransom" by s.jones

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There’s no losing

Only ground to gain

Claims

Names

Betting games

Let’s start over

Leave the pawns behind.

-s.jones

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"Our revolution is not a public-speaking tournament. Our revolution is not a battle of fine phrases...."

“Our revolution is not a public-speaking tournament. Our revolution is not a battle of fine phrases. Our revolution is not simply for spouting slogans that are no more than signals used by manipulators trying to use them as catchwords, as codewords, as a foil for their own display. Our revolution is, and should continue to be, the collective effort of revolutionaries to transform reality, to improve the concrete situation of the masses of our country.”

- Thomas Sankara. (via brainlessbull)

"I touch you, I am created in yousomewhere as a complexfilament of light."

“I touch you, I am created in you

somewhere as a complex

filament of light.”

- Margaret Atwood, from “I Was Reading A Scientific Article” (via violentwavesofemotion)

carleendesozer:Carleen De Sozer

carleendesozer:

Carleen De Sozer

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val-vega:my new work is just did

val-vega:

my new work is just did

haislog:After two cups of freshly brewed coffee, strong as the...

haislog:

After two cups of freshly brewed coffee, strong as the wind on this crispy Sunday morning, my best friend wrote me something heartbreakingly beautiful. 

"the year of letting go, of understanding loss. grace. of the word ‘no’ and also being able to say..."

“the year of letting go, of understanding loss. grace. of the word ‘no’ and also being able to say ‘you are not kind’. the year of humanity/humility. when the whole world couldn’t get out of bed. everyone i’ve met this year, says the same thing ‘you are so easy to be around, how do you do that?’. the year i broke open and dug out all the rot with own hands. the year i learnt small talk. and how to smile at strangers. the year i understood that i am my best when i reach out and ask ‘do you want to be my friend?’. the year of sugar, everywhere. softness. sweetness. honey honey. the year of being alone, and learning how much i like it. the year of hugging people i don’t know, because i want to know them. the year i made peace and love, right here.”

- Warsan Shire (via adeana)