This must be the place
You are the trees and a frog and your mother and venus and love and the blue whales and an ant and a king and me.
This must be the place
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Preach.
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"How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?"
Don DeLillo (via larmoyante)
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David Foster Wallace- Good Old Neon
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atsuperfluously:

Maybe cinema’s finest moment.
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Maybe cinema’s finest moment.
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Maybe cinema’s finest moment.
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Maybe cinema’s finest moment.
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Maybe cinema’s finest moment.
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Maybe cinema’s finest moment.
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chapelofthegnosis:

Zen Saying,
Two monks were on a pilgrimage. One day, they came to a deep river. At the edge of the river, a young woman sat weeping, because she was afraid to cross the river without help. She begged the two monks to help her. The younger monk turned his back. The members of their order were forbidden to touch a woman.
But the older monk picked up the woman without a word and carried her across the river. He put her down on the far side and continued his journey. The younger monk came after him, scolding him and berating him for breaking his vows. He went on this way for a long time.
Finally, at the end of the day the older monk turned to the younger one. “I only carried her across the river. You have been carrying her all day.”