February 2012
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Does Adele's 'Someone Like You' make you cry?... →
Twenty years ago, the British psychologist John Sloboda conducted a simple experiment. He asked music lovers to identify passages of songs that reliably set off a physical reaction, such as tears or goose bumps. Participants identified 20 tear-triggering passages, and when Dr. Sloboda analyzed their properties, a trend emerged: 18 contained a musical device called an...
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Your love.
Relevant reflections on Gabriel Marcel’s The Mystery of Being : Faith and Reality, Chapter IX, “Death and Hope”
The objective and subjective elements of the interpersonal Thou do not amount to a distinction, rather, they comprise a unity of the way I regard the Other. The indestructibility of the being I love is not because he is an object of pure abstraction or...
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January 2012
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You Want a Physicist to Speak at Your Funeral
thereisafish:
You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know...
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neusdadt:
“You know what I hate, man, it’s when the fuck ruins everything. I mean, it does, and all the process of satisfying a carnal need does, in a way. Like when I need to eat, and how the smell of food — no matter even if it’s the deep fried shit of a cockroach — is fucking orgasmic. And when you’re done eating, things disappoint you; if it’s as palatable as a rock, or when you’re too...
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pica
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
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“If sex with 3 people is called a threesome, and sex with 2 people is called a...”
– Eclectic.:
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I am so thankful that I have you.
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thedailywhat:
Late Lunch Links:
America’s first hipster president officially joins Instagram. See Also: Barack Obama’s Next Social Media Frontiers.
White House officially denies President Obama was a chrononaut teleported by the CIA to Mars.
Novelty Twitter Account of the Day: @StealthMountain — an account dedicated to correcting people who misspelled “sneak peek” as “sneak peak.”(Check out...
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New Year's Day, Kim Addonizio
giancantdance:
The rain this morning falls on the last of the snow and will wash it away. I can smell the grass again, and the torn leaves being eased down into the mud. The few loves I’ve been allowed to keep are still sleeping on the West Coast. Here in Virginia I walk across the fields with only a few young cows for company. Big-boned and shy, they are like girls I remember from junior...
December 2011
38 posts
Anonymous asked: I promise to make you smile this 2012.
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Good morning.
Today, you were the first thing I thought of. I didn’t text you because I wanted to keep it to myself, then tell my small world about it. You are not my world, nor are you the center of it. But you are a huge part of it. Everything good I do everyday, I do it for you. I think you are the visible sign that somebody up there loves me, because he gave me you. I love you so much, and whether we...
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For What It's Worth →
kaelco:
“…Pain comes from the darkness and we call it wisdom. It is pain.” - Randall Jarrell
How does one write about wisdom in the face of so much grief is a question every poet should be ashamed to ask. Meaning, no logic here beyond the aching, meaning, the saying is always easy; the hard part is in meaning. Someone is speaking to himself. Imagine his teeth like bitter seeds sprouting...
