November 2011
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There’s fear. There’s doubt. There’s disappointment and there’s discouragement.
There’s also hope and courage. There’s second chances. There’s faith.
There’s love.
This is what I think about at night.
a lot of change and a lot of pain
thelifeandtimesofdontaemarxs:
but the results are worth it, just watch.
True.
Any thing I do, I really do it for my Mom, because...
True. Except, ya know…my mom.
My Aronofsky Moment
Watching π. There’s never a “It’s just like…” moment with Darren Aronofky films. There’s nothing like π or The Fountain or Requiem or Black Swan or even The Wrestler. His films are simple themed (a man trying to save his wife. A girl who is struggling to fit her role as the Swan Queen) as are all movies. You gotta start somewhere. But the way he twists them, almost...
Sonnet XVII
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you...
