living and partly living

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child of God.
guitar tickler.
skater.photographer.
writer.
complete amateur.

It seems as if we don’t know how to speak; it seems as if there are words which escape, which are missing, which have gone away and left us to ourselves, tangled up in snares and threads. - Pablo Neruda, from "Emerging"

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  1. Was trying to record another song and this happened…guess it’s a #taylorswift kinda day #musicalproblems

  2. theglasschild:

    “A poet makes himself a visionary through a long, boundless, and systematized disorganization of all the senses. All forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he searches himself, he exhausts within himself all poisons, and preserves their quintessences. Unspeakable torment, where he will need the greatest faith, a superhuman strength, where he becomes all men the great invalid, the great criminal, the great accursed—and the Supreme Scientist! For he attains the unknown! Because he has cultivated his soul, already rich, more than anyone! He attains the unknown, and if, demented, he finally loses the understanding of his visions, he will at least have seen them! So what if he is destroyed in his ecstatic flight through things unheard of, unnameable: other horrible workers will come; they will begin at the horizons where the first one has fallen!” 
    ― Arthur Rimbaud

  3. dirtybrian:

thewitchylibrarian:

dirtybrian:

mattachinereview:


biyuti:


girljanitor:


dumbthingswhitepplsay:


popca:


dolgematki:


nativevoice:


“Stop sending expired food”….”fried chicken 64.99” 
IQALUIT, Nunavut — A head of cabbage for $20. Fifteen bucks for a small bag of apples.
A case of ginger ale: $82.
Fed up and frustrated by sky-high food prices and concerned over widespread hunger in their communities, thousands of Inuit have spent weeks posting pictures and price tags from their local grocery stores to a Facebook site called Feed My Family.
Read more: http://www.ctv.ca/CTVNews/Canada/20120608/inuit-food-prices-protest-120608/#ixzz1xKWAJkGe


Holy hell.


WHAT IN THE FUCK? This shit is not okay.


ughhslfkajsdlf gross gross gross
64.99?????


These people are starving for a reason.
Conservationists
have been starving
these people
to death for years.


Reblogging for the extra articles. 
Also… I might show up to this protest and support them. 


Pay attention to this stuff, please, followers who haven’t heard about this!  This kind of thing is completely erased in news media.


This is really fucking important.
This is why I don’t respect anyone who blindly supports the anti-sealing protestors. Because for a lot of people, it’s the only affordable option.
It’s not just Iqaluit. In Nain, Labrador this problem has been going on for ages and nobody does anything about it. $47 for a ham and $17 for a block of cheese. In Rigolet, Labrador, a loaf of bread costs $7. Here’s another picture of an Iqaluit food price changing before your very eyes.
The NNCP is starving people, reducing their food choices, and keeping people on EI poor. This is so, so wrong.

How can we help? I joined the group and checked out the website, but I didn’t see anything that can be actively done (other than raising awareness, which, of course, is great).

Excellent question! If you read through the group (which is here, for anyone who missed it), there are people talking about some ways to help.
Look at the latest news on the Feeding My Family website to see what the priorities are and how you might be able to help.
If you’re Canadian, call your local MP and ask to discuss this issue and express your concern.
Look up ways to support putting pressure onto airlines to charge fair rates (a $1000 plane ticket should be from one coast to the other, not a few hundred miles).
Research and learn what you can about food sustainability. For a start, how about learning square foot/metre (French intensive) gardening or container gardening and starting to practice it yourself? Share these techniques with friends and family. Get good at it so you can teach them to others who have poor food security in your own area.
For the love of God, stop signing “anti-sealing”/”anti-hunting” petitions and supporting Greenpeace’s actions without understanding the complicated, nuanced situation in the North.
Watch the FB group, because people there mention direct donations and ways to help the organizations actually on the ground there.
For example, one person is starting up a donation project/fundraiser.
Look at what organizations like FoodShare are doing and support them.
There is so much to be done. Sharing news articles and stories, lists of resources, donation and fundraising pages, and knowledge about food security is critical, but there’s a lot more work of all sorts.

    dirtybrian:

    thewitchylibrarian:

    dirtybrian:

    mattachinereview:

    biyuti:

    girljanitor:

    dumbthingswhitepplsay:

    popca:

    dolgematki:

    nativevoice:

    “Stop sending expired food”….”fried chicken 64.99” 

    IQALUIT, Nunavut — A head of cabbage for $20. Fifteen bucks for a small bag of apples.

    A case of ginger ale: $82.

    Fed up and frustrated by sky-high food prices and concerned over widespread hunger in their communities, thousands of Inuit have spent weeks posting pictures and price tags from their local grocery stores to a Facebook site called Feed My Family.

    Holy hell.

    WHAT IN THE FUCK? This shit is not okay.

    ughhslfkajsdlf gross gross gross

    64.99?????


    These people are starving for a reason.

    Conservationists

    have been starving

    these people

    to death for years.

    Reblogging for the extra articles. 

    Also… I might show up to this protest and support them. 

    Pay attention to this stuff, please, followers who haven’t heard about this!  This kind of thing is completely erased in news media.

    This is really fucking important.

    This is why I don’t respect anyone who blindly supports the anti-sealing protestors. Because for a lot of people, it’s the only affordable option.

    It’s not just Iqaluit. In Nain, Labrador this problem has been going on for ages and nobody does anything about it. $47 for a ham and $17 for a block of cheese. In Rigolet, Labrador, a loaf of bread costs $7. Here’s another picture of an Iqaluit food price changing before your very eyes.

    The NNCP is starving people, reducing their food choices, and keeping people on EI poor. This is so, so wrong.

    How can we help? I joined the group and checked out the website, but I didn’t see anything that can be actively done (other than raising awareness, which, of course, is great).

    Excellent question! If you read through the group (which is here, for anyone who missed it), there are people talking about some ways to help.

    • Look at the latest news on the Feeding My Family website to see what the priorities are and how you might be able to help.
    • If you’re Canadian, call your local MP and ask to discuss this issue and express your concern.
    • Look up ways to support putting pressure onto airlines to charge fair rates (a $1000 plane ticket should be from one coast to the other, not a few hundred miles).
    • Research and learn what you can about food sustainability. For a start, how about learning square foot/metre (French intensive) gardening or container gardening and starting to practice it yourself? Share these techniques with friends and family. Get good at it so you can teach them to others who have poor food security in your own area.
    • For the love of God, stop signing “anti-sealing”/”anti-hunting” petitions and supporting Greenpeace’s actions without understanding the complicated, nuanced situation in the North.
    • Watch the FB group, because people there mention direct donations and ways to help the organizations actually on the ground there.
    • For example, one person is starting up a donation project/fundraiser.
    • Look at what organizations like FoodShare are doing and support them.

    There is so much to be done. Sharing news articles and stories, lists of resources, donation and fundraising pages, and knowledge about food security is critical, but there’s a lot more work of all sorts.

    (Source: , via blackaudacity)

  4. "Sometimes I grow
    so tired of speaking
    my emotions to you.
    I open my mouth
    and dust spills out
    instead of feelings."

    Gabriel Gadfly (via larmoyante)

  5. writers write about their experiences whether they’ve experienced them or not. 

  6. it’s been a year

    losing someone close to you, at times, is like nursing a phantom limb—you go to move it because you think it’s there, you know it’s there, you feel it there so it must be there.

                                                        but then it’s not. 

    but then time, time makes it better, i think. its sands close the wound, it is no longer mortal. and your open eyes are no longer reminders her’s are closed.

    you no longer well over when you think of loss, your mind no longer flips rounds like her truck, hangs hinged like her neck. nights now bring silence instead of broken vocal strings.

    darkness was your bed linen, your atmosphere, your carcassed meat settling in malnutrition. and sun, even in noonshine, rays were empty, set only as shadows to darkness.

    and every night that draped into day, your prayers were dull knives that failed to pierce Heaven and rear you peaceful, so you let water connect eye and ear as you stared at the glow stickers on your ceiling. 

    four a.m. was an intruder that never found you sleeping, so you made nice, became friends. but four a.m. is one of those friends who’s always taking; your sleep, you alertness. In exchange gives you apathy.

    then, one day, you woke, midday sun voyeuristically demanding you greet it; demanding crust swept from your eyes. it’d been watching you for weeks, but you never saw it, simply rolled over into your pillowcase.

    that day, you woke, you looked at the dust particles twerk and twist in light and stood, after so long laying in blackness, stood in warmth and let it grab you, realized you were beating.

    you looked and saw your veins plumping, and you thought to yourself— she is there, wherever ashes were scattered. i am here. i live. let the dead bury the dead.

  7. in the woods

    knife-thick waves course black skin
    letting, floods of scarlet paint
    sandy flesh and hair
    an orange blossom headrest
    and a blanket of melon vines

  8. Last day of #school as an undegrad. It’s been real #college, see you again in January…it never ends 😜 #USF #3years

    Last day of #school as an undegrad. It’s been real #college, see you again in January…it never ends 😜 #USF #3years

  9. (Source: slapdashing)

  10. Gotta let ‘em go…
    Snippet from my cover of “Low Road” by Grace Potter and the Nocturnals. Link in my profile
    #singing #acoustic #guitar