December 2011
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I Like You When You Are Quiet
I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent, and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you. It looks as though your eyes had flown away and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth.
Like all things are full of my soul You emerge from the things, full of my soul. Dream butterfly, you look like my soul, and you look like a melancoly word.
I like you...
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What the Water Feels Like to Fishes
Like the fur of a chinchilla. Like the cleanest tooth. Yes, the fishes say, this is what it feels like. People always ask the fishes, ‘What does the water feel like to you?’ and the fishes are always happy to oblige. Like feathers are to other feathers, they say. Like powder touching ash. We smile and nod. When the fishes tell us these things, we begin to understand. We begin to think...
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Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You...
– Kafka on the Shore (via harukimurakami)
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Like all dreamers, I mistook disenchantment for truth.
– Jean-Paul Sartre (via thenmyrasaid)
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I’m Here, a short film by Spike Jonze.
Thanks to HeidiĀ for showing this one to me.
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