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you can’t stop now

Bahrain juxtaposition by Isa Ebrahim, 2011

HeeWon Lee, Corée du Sud, 2010.

cf. baltimore uprising.  it’s amazing baltimoreans aren’t rioting and pillaging the wealthy all the time considering the rampant inequality and systematic neglect and oppression of segments of this city.

looks a wallsize ableton push/maschine

glow blog

i want to lie down in this bed of flowers but i love the flowers

Clinging to this lately

INTO THE HOUR —Elizabeth Jennings

I have come into the hour of a white healing. Grief’s surgery is over and I wear The scar of my remorse and of my feeling.

I have come into a sudden sunlit hour When ghosts are scared to corners. I have come Into the time when grief begins to flower

Into a new love. I had filled my room Long before I recognized it. Now I speak its name. Grief finds its good way home.

The apple-blossom’s handsome on the bough And Paradise spreads round. I touch its grass. I want to celebrate but don’t know how.

I need not speak though everyone I pass Stares at me kindly. I would put my hand Into their hands. Now I have lost my loss

In some way I may later understand. I hear the singing of the summer grass. And love, I find, has no considered end,

Nor is it subject to the wilderness Which follows death. I am not traitor to A person or a memory. I trace

Behind that love another which is running Around, ahead. I need not ask its meaning.

hipster blog

7 colors in 1 shoe