January 2011
27 posts
could there be a God that would let this happen? →
How to live in a swamp and be three-dimensional:... →
pleasedontsqueezetheshaman:
Of course it’s bullshit. Any myth or system of symbols you try to squash into the square hole of science is a useless, ridiculous thing. But meaningful coincidence (or synchronicity as Jung and Sting like to call it) isn’t. If you find meaning in a myth, image, story, symbol, then you, in that…
I’ll buy that for a dollar.
“First, I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely...”
– Martin Luther King
Letter from Birmingham Jail
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Bupkis mit Kuduchas
“shivering shit balls”
guffaw
adelacorn:
“There was a knock on our dressing room door. Our manager shouted, ‘Keith! Ron! The Police are here!’ Oh, man, we panicked, flushed everything down the john. Then the door opened and it was Stewart Copeland and Sting.”
-Keith Richards, 1982
“My father got sick when I was 22… and I was poor. And my father had an ulcer,...”
– CHRIS ROCK, responding to host Bill Maher asking if he ever went to the emergency room as his primary healthcare provider, on Real Time (via tiportiff, inothernews) (via lionofbedstuy) (via sobeautifullyhuman) (via bryanboova) (via bringtheruckuss) (via rand0mflora) (via mudwerks)
meowkitties:
The Magnetic Fields - Love Is Like...