it's sad, that a speech like this is so necessary. but still, ellen page has done it right and we should love her for this - no matter who we ourselves love or what we do. we should all treat each other the same: with respect.
it's life. not a tragedy.
it's about everything that happens on this planet and maybe also in outer space. who knows. mainly it's a place for things that I really care about. or not at all. well, life basically. hopefully there will be some sarcasm & irony as well. I'd like it.
Goodbye, Seamus Heaney.
The Clothes Shrine
The Clothes Shrine
It was a whole new sweetness
In the early days to find
Light white muslin blouses
On a see-through nylon line
Drip-drying in the bathroom
Or a nylon slip in the shine
Of its own electricity-
As if St. Brigid once more
Had rigged up a ray of sun
Like the one she'd strung on air
To dry her own cloak on
(Hard-pressed Brigid, so
Unstoppably on the go)-
The damp and slump and unfair
Drag of the workday
Made light of and got through
As usual, brilliantly.
- Seamus Heaney
(From Electric Light, 2001)
"What is an idea?
- It is the image that paints itself in my brain."
Voltaire.
- It is the image that paints itself in my brain."
Voltaire.
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