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What am I doing behind that guy’s typewriter???? ha
Roast Turkey Cuban Sandwich
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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone.
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last forever, I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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An Existential Life: In the beginning, God created the earth, and he looked upon it in His... -
In the beginning, God created the earth, and he looked upon it in His cosmic loneliness.
And God said, “Let Us make living creatures out of mud, so the mud can see what We have done.” And God created every living creature that now moveth, and one was man. Mud as man alone could speak. God…
This is one of my favorite books. Thinking of re-reading it now.
“I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.” — Jonathan Safran Foer (via bookpilgrim)
(Source: ryandonato, via bookpilgrim)
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