Ready

“Great people do things before they’re ready. They do things before they know they can do it… Doing what you’re afraid of, getting out of your comfort zone, taking risks like that – that is what life is. You might be really good. You might find out something about yourself that’s really special and if you’re not good, who cares? You tried something. Now you know something about yourself.”
-Amy Poehler

bitterness.

 

I’VE TRIED TO BE FORGIVING. AND YET. THERE WERE TIMES IN MY LIFE, WHOLE YEARS, WHEN ANGER GOT THE BETTER OF ME. UGLINESS TURNED ME INSIDE OUT. THERE WAS A CERTAIN SATISFACTION IN BITTERNESS. I COURTED IT. IT WAS STANDING ON THE OUTSIDE, AND I WAS INVITED IN. I SCOWLED AT THE WORLD. AND THE WORLD SCOWLED BACK. WE WERE LOCKED IN A STATE OF MUTUAL DISGUST.

nicole krauss, the history of love

cultivate loneliess.

“Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. An intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.”
-whit oleander.

bravery,

“When I was a kid, I didn’t understand what bravery was. I thought that being brave meant you weren’t scared. And as I grew up, I started to realize, being brave is all about being scared. And going on to do what you have to do, despite the fact you’re scared. That’s bravery.”

neil gaiman.

not like all the rest.

all of the ramblings of your mind are golden to the world outside. so post your thoughts & just broadcast how you wish we could all confide in something than ourselves. you are remarkable to me. you take in the outcasts of the world, & show them it’s okay to be no like all the rest. you’re not like all the rest. you spread vibrations built of love across these obnoxious selfish states. you lend the slightest helping hand, & pull them close for an embrace. small bits of love. you deal in small bits of love, contribute small bits of love. not like all the rest, you’re not like all the rest. no you’re not like all the rest. (max bemis, for YAR)

the way of life can be free and beautiful but we have lost the way.

I’m sorry but I don’t want to be an Emperor, that’s not my business. I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone if possible, Jew, gentile, black man, white. We all want to help one another, human beings are like that. We all want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery. We don’t want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is room for everyone and the earth is rich and can provide for everyone.

The way of life can be free and beautiful. But we have lost the way.

Greed has poisoned men’s souls, has barricaded the world with hate;
has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed.

We have developed speed but we have shut ourselves in:
machinery that gives abundance has left us in want.
Our knowledge has made us cynical,
our cleverness hard and unkind.
We think too much and feel too little:
More than machinery we need humanity;
More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness.

Without these qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost.

The aeroplane and the radio have brought us closer together. The very nature of these inventions cries out for the goodness in men, cries out for universal brotherhood for the unity of us all. Even now my voice is reaching millions throughout the world, millions of despairing men, women and little children, victims of a system that makes men torture and imprison innocent people.

To those who can hear me I say “Do not despair”.

The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed, the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress: the hate of men will pass and dictators die and the power they took from the people, will return to the people and so long as men die [now] liberty will never perish. . .

Soldiers: don’t give yourselves to brutes, men who despise you and enslave you, who regiment your lives, tell you what to do, what to think and what to feel, who drill you, diet you, treat you as cattle, as cannon fodder.

Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men, machine men, with machine minds and machine hearts. You are not machines. You are not cattle. You are men. You have the love of humanity in your hearts. You don’t hate, only the unloved hate. Only the unloved and the unnatural. Soldiers: don’t fight for slavery, fight for liberty.

In the seventeenth chapter of Saint Luke it is written:
“The kingdom of God is within man”
Not one man, nor a group of men, but in all men; in you, the people.

You the people have the power, the power to create machines, the power to create happiness. You the people have the power to make life free and beautiful, to make this life a wonderful adventure. Then in the name of democracy let’s use that power, let us all unite. Let us fight for a new world, a decent world that will give men a chance to work, that will give you the future and old age and security. By the promise of these things, brutes have risen to power, but they lie. They do not fulfil their promise, they never will. Dictators free themselves but they enslave the people. Now let us fight to fulfil that promise. Let us fight to free the world, to do away with national barriers, do away with greed, with hate and intolerance. Let us fight for a world of reason, a world where science and progress will lead to all men’s happiness.

Soldiers! In the name of democracy, let us all unite!

. . .

Look up! Look up! The clouds are lifting, the sun is breaking through. We are coming out of the darkness into the light. We are coming into a new world. A kind new world where men will rise above their hate and brutality.

The soul of man has been given wings, and at last he is beginning to fly. He is flying into the rainbow, into the light of hope, into the future, that glorious future that belongs to you, to me and to all of us. Look up. Look up.

Charlie Chaplin: The Great Dictator

secondary.

Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
-steve jobs.

mirror, mirror.

JUST IMAGINE LIVING IN A WORLD WITHOUT MIRRORS. YOU’D DREAM ABOUT YOUR FACE AND IMAGINE IT AS AN OUTER REFLECTION OF WHAT IS INSIDE YOU. AND THEN, WHEN YOU REACHED FORTY, SOMEONE PUT A MIRROR BEFORE YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE. IMAGINE YOUR FRIGHT! YOU’D SEE THE FACE OF A STRANGER. AND YOU’D KNOW QUITE CLEARLY WHAT YOU ARE UNABLE TO GRASP: YOUR FACE IS NOT YOU.
milan kundera.

not anymore.

Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist. Here are the illuminated
cities at the center of me, and here is the center
of me, which is a lake, which is a well that we
can drink from, but I can’t go through with it.
I just don’t want to die anymore.
Richard Siken

i love you.

i love you. i love everything that you do. i love everything that’s you, i love you. i love you what you do to purple & blue. you flatter everything that’s good, i love you. petals stay on the flowers throughout the hours. hot is hot & cold is cold. god bless you. god bless everything that you do. god bless everything that’s you. god bless you. petals stay on the flowers throughout the hours. hot is hot & cold is cold. thank you for you for living you. thank you for everything that you do. thank you for everything that’s you. thank you for living you. thank you for living you.
roky ericson.

crooked.

once upon a time there was a crooked tree & a straight tree. & they grew next to each other. & every day the straight tree would look at the crooked tree & he would say, “you’re crooked. you’ve always been crooked & you’ll continue to be crooked. but look at me! look at me!” said the straight tree. he said, “i’m tall & i’m straight.” & then one day the lumberjacks came into the forest & looked around, & the manager in charge said, “cut all the straight trees.” & that crooked tree is still there to this day, growing strong & growing strange.
-wristcutters a love story.

you is…

You is kind. You is smart. You is important. You is kind. You is smart. You is important. You is kind. You is smart. You is important. You is kind. You is smart. You is important. You is kind. You is smart. You is important. You is kind. You is smart. You is important.
You is kind.
You is smart.
You is important.
-the help

wait, still.

You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
-kafka.