“I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.
I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is
Sacred and Terrible Smell
What was that sacred and terrible, elusive smell in the air this time? My name is Ambrosius Saint-Miro, the locals call me “Ambrosius Pyhä-Mirä” and in Graad they call me “Svjata-Mira”. “Diduska?” they ask, their eyes wide with affection, but I answer them: “No. I am not your diduska.” I am Ambrosius Santa-Mira from Mesque, Ambrosio Hagiamira, I
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A new way of praying with digital Jesus Wilbur Mercer
Rick thought, My god; there’s something worse about my situation than his. Mercer doesn’t have to do anything alien to him. He suffers but at least he isn’t required to violate his own identity.
Bending, he gently removed his wife’s fingers from the twin handles. He then himself took her place. For the first time in weeks. An impulse: he hadn’t planned it; all at once it had happened.
A landscape of weeds confronted him, a desolation. The air smelled of harsh blossoms; this was the desert, and there was no rain.
A man stood before him, a sorrowful light in his weary, pain-drenched eyes.
“Mercer,” Rick said.
“I am your friend,” the old man said. “But you must go on as if I did not exist. Can you understand that?” He spread empty hands.
“No,” Rick said. “I can’t understand that. I need help.”
“How can I save you,” the old man said, “if I can’t save myself?” He smiled. “Don’t you see? There is no salvation.”
“Then what’s this for?” Rick demanded. “What are you for?”
“To show you,” Wilbur Mercer said, “that you aren’t alone. I am here with you and always will be. Go and do your task, even though you know it’s wrong.”
“Why?” Rick said. “Why should I do it? I’ll quit my job and emigrate.”
The old man said, “You will be required to do wrong no matter where you go. It is the basic condition of life, to be required to violate your own identity. At some time, every creature which lives must do so. It is the ultimate shadow, the defeat of creation; this is the curse at work, the curse that feeds on all life. Everywhere in the universe.”
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Dear NASA
How are you? We OK! But have a problem. We have a big problem. We have a very very big problem. Me and Leyla (she is my girl love) we can not come together. No together. So, impossible love. Love story. Giant's love. Like Shrek. Do you know Shrek? Anyway, if Leyla and I can together, it will be the end of World. I can hear that you say "oh my god!" We are the main causes of natural disasters. Ups! Sorry :(
But mukadderat (I can not translate it) I think that you have to help us. And if you save us, you save the World. Yes, it's weird. We want to buy spaceship from you. Leyla and I go to another planet by this spaceship. We will be happy there. If we have a child we will give your name to him or her: NASA! You happy? This spaceship is our bridge car. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
And İsmail abi says that you don't work hard. Because sıyırırsın.
Best regards.
Mecnun Ç. and İsmail A.
"In North Korea, the only kind of 'love' you can describe is for the Leader. We had heard the 'love' word used in different ways in smuggled TV shows and movies, but there was no way to apply it in daily life in North Korea - not with your family, friends, husband, or wife. But in South Korea there were so many different ways of exoressing love - for your parents, friends, nature, God, animals, and, of course, your lover."
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[Lafayette Young]
December 1, 1970
[...] nobody understands an alcoholic... I started drinking young... at 16 and 17, and the next morning I’d always get it—those looks, that hatred. of course, my parents hated me anyhow. But I remember saying to them one morning: “Christ, so I got drunk... You people treat me like a murderer...” “That’s it! That’s it!” they said, “what you’ve done is worse than murder!” they meant it. well, what they meant was that I was socially disgracing them in front of the neighbors, and there might be an excuse for murder, but for drinking... never, by god, no! They must have meant it, because when the war came on, they urged me to join the murder... it was socially acceptable.
[To Jon and Louise Webb]
March 25, 1961
[...] What bothers me is when I read about the old Paris groups, or somebody who knew somebody in the old days. They did it then too, the names of old and now. I think Hemingway’s writing a book about it now. But in spite of it all, I can’t buy it. I can’t stand writers or editors or anybody who wants to
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If
Sayfa 44 - Max Ehrmann was an American attorney and poet who often wrote on spiritual themes. During his life, he contributed great thoughts to our literary lexicons, blending the magic of words and wisdom with his worthy observations.
"I never hated you, Lan. I hated myself, yes, but never you." I release a mock laugh. "You were the half I looked at whenever I needed hope. Seeing you being your unapologetic, confident anarchist self made me believe I'd eventually be okay. You gave me strength, even unknowingly, so you shouldn't apologize. This
I was naive to think I had time.
But I don't.
I never did.
"You...you saw...you saw..." My voice sounds like it's coming from underwater as my vision blurs with moisture.
Dear NASA
How are you? We OK! But have a problem. We have a big problem. We have a very very big problem. Me and Leyla (she is my girl love) we can not come together. No together. So, impossible love. Love story. Giant's love. Like Shrek. Do you know Shrek? Anyway, if Leyla and I can together, it will be the end of World. I can hear that you say "oh my god!" We are the main causes of natural disasters. Ups! Sorry :(
But mukadderat (I can not translate it) I think that you have to help us. And if you save us, you save the World. Yes, it's weird. We want to buy spaceship from you. Leyla and I go to another planet by this spaceship. We will be happy there. If we have a child we will give your name to him or her: NASA! You happy? This spaceship is our bridge car. I look forward to hearing from you soon.
And İsmail abi says that you don't work hard. Because sıyırırsın.
Best regards.
Mecnun Ç. and İsmail A.
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Right-wing women saw the cynicism of the Left in using abortion to make women sexually available, and they also saw the male Left abandon women who said no. They know that men do not have principles or political agendas not congruent with the sex they want. They know that abortion on strictly self-actualizing terms for women is an abomination to
Hey, Mr Langford,' a muscle-bound man said. Is it true that the Mona Lisa is a picture of Da Vinci in drag?
I heard that was true.'
'It's quite possible,' Langdon said. 'Da Vinci was a prankster, and computerized analysis of the Mona Lisa and Da Vinci's self-portraits confirm some startling points of congruency
Sayfa 168 - Corgi
