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Rest in peace, Ray.

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:49:42 -0400

Rest in peace, Ray.

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mr-mojo-risin-daily: The Doors Philadelphia, PA - Irvine...

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:41:29 -0400

mr-mojo-risin-daily:

The Doors

Philadelphia, PA - Irvine Auditorium

June 18, 1967

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alwaysphilthy: “New affairs were exciting, but they were also...

Sun, 12 May 2013 20:36:58 -0400

alwaysphilthy:

“New affairs were exciting, but they were also hard work. The first kiss, the first fuck had some drama. People were interesting at first. Then later, slowly but surely, all the flaws and madness would manifest themselves. I would become less and less to them; they would mean less and less to me.” - Bukowski

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heart-shaped-apple: Chimot

Sat, 11 May 2013 17:36:53 -0400

heart-shaped-apple:

Chimot

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likeafieldmouse: Sarah Randles

Sat, 11 May 2013 03:04:19 -0400

likeafieldmouse:

Sarah Randles

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buddhabrot: carladoll6: thegodmolecule: There is a tribe in...

Fri, 10 May 2013 03:15:03 -0400

buddhabrot:

carladoll6:

thegodmolecule:

There is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.

In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.

The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

Monty Python’s The Meaning Of Life

Fri, 10 May 2013 03:12:26 -0400

Monty Python’s The Meaning Of Life

Do you ever go from texting someone every day to realizing you’re always the one texting first, so...

Fri, 10 May 2013 03:11:55 -0400

Do you ever go from texting someone every day to realizing you’re always the one texting first, so you eventually stop texting first to see if they ever even realize you two haven’t talked and they don’t realize so you’re just stuck silently missing them knowing it’s not even worth it anymore because they obviously don’t care