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.
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
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

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

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


15:18 forestmilk:

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