Luella

You cannot make me & you cannot break me.
(Unless you are Madame Tussauds or a wooden stick)
LET’S GO!

LET’S GO!

Well then.. after reflecting, my life isn’t very hard.

Well then.. after reflecting, my life isn’t very hard.

Every Tried.
Every Failed.
No Matter.
Try Again.
Fail Again.
Fail Better.
- Samuel Beckett

Love everlasting, grace unrelenting,
Pursued me from the start and arrested my heart.
You’ve overwhelmed me with your tender mercies;
Now everything that I am lives to worship You.

- Grace Unrelenting

And then, suddenly, everything becomes clear.
Like open windows that let out fart toxins,
Fresh has never been this fresh.

I am, I am, I am
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Love to throw yourself on the earth and kiss it. Kiss the earth and love it with an unceasing, consuming love. Love all men, love everything. Seek that rapture and ecstasy. Water the earth with the tears of your joy and love those tears. … ‘What is hell?’ I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
- Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov, 1880, trans. Constance Garnett

Would you hold my hand;
Would you hold my heart,
While we fall
Like stars from the sky?

Marina BarrageJohn S Lens, Ina’s 1969 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic

Marina Barrage

John S Lens, Ina’s 1969 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic

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On my way to the mountains, I felt like I’d lost a million dollars. But all I lost was my heart. I think I gave it to you on my way, but you didn’t want it and you threw it away and I was lost and alone. In the no-man’s land with nothing in my hand, but a little candle that I found in the sand and I cried, cried, cried. Until the night had come and I had to find, a place to sleep, but the fog made me blind and I didn’t know where to go.

So I followed the traces of the dogs that led me to some giant rocks, where I sang myself to sleep for awhile. Until I decided to walk another mile or another day, but then I heard some voices say “Lay down, lay down. We’ll be your security. We think you should stay, Oh, we know you should because the night is dangerous in the wood.”

And, I said, “No, let me go, let me go! I am restless and I am sad and I’d rather be walking instead.” Then, suddenly a hundred wolves came out of the dark, their jaws wide open like hungry sharks. And they were all around the victim they had found and I said, “No-one must get hurt tonight. No-one has to die. Let me go, I’ll be your friend! Just let me go, please let me go!”

They told me I could go away, they would turn around and I shouldn’t stay. They would close their eyes, I shouldn’t hesitate; when they opened their eyes, it would be too late. I ran as fast as I could. As they turned around, I was sitting in the wood. But behind me, I heard their mournful cry. And I prayed to God, I didn’t want to die.

And suddenly, I was surrounded by silence. So I sang a song for the mountains; they answered with an echo that grew louder. So loud that I could barely move. So I walked with my head between my shoulders, afraid that my ears would explode. And so I shouted and cried, “Be quiet! Today’s not the day to die! I will beg on my knees, but, would you just be quiet please?”

And then the wind came, took the noise away. But still I had nowhere to stay and I walked on and on, until I came. Until I came to a path that looked alright and I walked alone in this cold, cold night. And my heart filled up with loneliness. So I reached for the candle but, what I found instead was a little glow-worm’s shining head whose light
was sitting in the grass.

I asked him if he could help me find back home; he said “yes”. And I did not feel so alone
in this frightening dark anymore.

He loved her, he loved her, and until he’d loved her she had never minded being alone.
- Truman Capote (via dira)

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