The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
I have measured out my life in coffee spoons.
18:58 emotipugs:

That feeling you get when your life is spinning out of control.
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12:57"The trouble with him was that he was without imagination. He was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances." — Jack London, To Build A Fire
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22:27"It may be argued that past is a country from which we have all emigrated, that its loss is part of our common humanity." — Salman Rushdie, Imaginary Homelands
10:59"April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain." — TS Eliot, The Waste Land
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Turn the light out, say good night
No thinking for a little while
Let’s not try to figure out everything at once
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
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All the very best of us string ourselves up for love.

15:07"There is no evidence that the world is becoming more virtual. The cyber-prophets were wrong here. The virtual is becoming more real." — Geert Lovink

(Source: eurozine.com)

15:18 forestmilk:

The Golden Gate Bridge’s opening day: May 27, 1937. Taken by an unknown photographer.
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