This made me smile today.
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aw.
I think I would be quite surprised (plus a tad weirded out) if a boy blurted this out to me. And yet oddly intrigued and amused.
gpas, fat, ape
gpas was the first I saw — I know it’s not a word per se but I think it describes my academic nuttiness quite accurately.
clutz, whore, lovely
Interesting…
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There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands,
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet;
There will be time to murder and create,
And time for all the works and days of hands,
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
–
‘The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock’ by T.S. Eliot
… not to be that prick of a uni student reading english who tumbls T.S. Eliot or anything
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“The advice I like to give young artists, or really anybody who’ll listen to me, is not to wait around for inspiration. Inspiration is for amateurs; the rest of us just show up and get to work. If you wait around for the clouds to part and a bolt of lightning to strike you in the brain, you are not going to make an awful lot of work. All the best ideas come out of the process; they come out of the work itself. Things occur to you. If you’re sitting around trying to dream up a great art idea, you can sit there a long time before anything happens. But if you just get to work, something will occur to you and something else will occur to you and somthing else that you reject will push you in another direction. Inspiration is absolutely unnecessary and somehow deceptive. You feel like you need this great idea before you can get down to work, and I find that’s almost never the case.” —Chuck Close
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domo!
When fear is no more there because it had dissipated in something greater; where the light surrounds me. Though you desire attention you deny His affection and push and push until you are left confused in a doubt that is not true. He has never left you, for He desires all that you are.
And when smoke leaves the ground a short answer, “no” is spoken that leaves you a little naive that fog’s your intellect. There are no compromises when I yield in surrender everything to Your name. I have been unsure of where to go when I know something so beyond my mind. I have no more of a home then to call this place not where I belong. I belong with You and you tell me to accept because nothing will change truth.
When the sky is painted in the most penetrating way that leaves you in blank stare to the words, “How could I not love you when you propose this beauty to me?” When it is in this that I realize its in You that I sustain, in You I am strong, and in You that I have song.
