#can you imagine if atheists said that after everything they said #”I’d like a burger and fries please. Also there is no God.” #”Happy birthday Mom. Also there is no God.” #”The Avengers was a fucking great movie I want to see it again! Also there is no God.” #”That was the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. But there is still no God.”
You either like me or you don’t. It took me twenty-something years to learn how to love myself, I don’t have that kinda time to convince somebody else.
– Daniel Franzese(Source: overlysensitivestudent)
Via Things She Lovescar broke down, probably unfixable, parents won’t pay for meds, i have no job
complain complain complain, seriously fuck this
“Creation seems to come out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration and this is where I think language came from. I mean, it came from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some sort of connection with one another. And it had to be easy when it was just simple survival. Like you know, “water.” We came up with a sound for that. Or saber tooth tiger right behind you. We came up with a sound for that. But when it gets really interesting I think is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things that we’re experiencing. What is like… frustration? Or what is anger or love? When I say love, the sound comes out of my mouth and it hits the other person’s ear, travels through this byzantine conduit in their brain through their memories of love or lack of love, and they register what I’m saying and they say yes, they understand. But how do I know they understand? Because words are inert. They’re just symbols. They’re dead, you know? And so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed. It’s unspeakable. And yet you know, when we communicate with one another and we feel that we have connected and we think that we’re understood I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion. And that feeling might be transient, but I think it’s what we live for.”
- Kim Krizan, Waking Life
(Source: soy-vil)
>I keep thinking about something you said.
Something I said?
>Yeah. About how you often feel like you’re observing your life from the perspective of an old woman about to die. You remember that?
Yeah. I still feel that way sometimes; Like I’m looking back on my life; Like my waking life is her memories.
>Exactly. I heard that Tim Leary said as he was dying, that he was looking forward to the moment when his body was dead, but his brain was still alive. They say that there’s still 2 minutes of brain activity after everything is shut down; And a second of dream consciousness, well, that’s infinitely longer than a waking second. You know what I’m saying?
Oh, yeah, definitely. For example, I wake up and it’s 7:05 AM and then I go back to sleep and I have those long, intricate, beautiful dreams that seem to last for hours and then I wake up and it’s 7:06 AM.
>Exactly. So then 2 minutes of brain activity, I mean, that could be your whole life. I mean, you are that woman looking back over everything.
Okay, so what if I am? Then what would you be in all that?
>Whatever I am right now.I mean, yeah, maybe I only exist in your mind. I’m still just as real as anything else.
That's what film has. It's just that moment, which is holy.
You know, like this moment, it's holy.
But we walk around like it's not holy.
We walk around like there's some holy moments and there are all the other moments...
that are not holy, but this moment is holy.
And film can let us see that.
We can frame it so that we see, like, "Ah, this moment. Holy."
Like "holy, holy, holy" moment by moment.
(Source: robertfitzsimmons)
to say yes to one instant, is to say yes to the whole of existence
– Waking Life(Source: evie-jeebies)
Via ...Life is a work of fiction...Darling, you give me a rope and I’ll hang myself, it doesn’t take a genius to figure it out, don’t have to be fucking brilliant to see, I’m not as smart as I seem to be, I’m not as bright as I used to be, I’m not as sharp as I think I am, I’m not as smart as I seem, I’m not as bright as I seem
– Genius, (Dandy Warhols) lyrics and music by Courtney Taylorwent to a party in Annapolis tonight and saw all my friends
it was amazing, I had so much fun. I love my friends so much.
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A compilation of cool shit, relevancy, and recommendations. I'm Ben. I'll be your guide. I'm pretty damn good at yo-yoing. Psych Major, Film Minor, David Lynch enthusiast, chillwave appreciater, fractal pursuer, Lysergic Man, Boy Wonder, guitarist, singer, beatnik, radical liberal, nerd of some note.
