my lord, daria blows me the f*ck away.. these pictures alone blow me the f*ck away!
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Thursday, October 29, 2009
Girl of the Golden Field
my lord, daria blows me the f*ck away.. these pictures alone blow me the f*ck away!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
too cool for school
'Too Cool For School'
Numero - October 09
Model- Freja Beha Erichsen
Photography- Josh Olins
all i really need to know i learned in kindergarten
All I really need to know about how to live and what to do and how to be I learned in kindergarten.
Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School. These are the things I learned..
Share everything.
Play fair.
Don't hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
Don't take things that aren't yours.
Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
Wash your hands before you eat.
Flush.
Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Live a balanced life - learn some and think some
and draw and paint and sing and dance and play
and work every day some.
Take a nap every afternoon.
When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic,
hold hands, and stick together.
Be aware of wonder.
Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup:
The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody
really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even
the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die.
So do we.
And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books
and the first word you learned - the biggest
word of all - LOOK.
Everything you need to know is in there somewhere.
The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation.
Ecology and politics and equality and sane living.
Take any of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm.
Think what a better world it would be if all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about
three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap.
Or if all governments had a basic policy to always put thing back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.
And it is still true, no matter how old you are - when you go out into the world,
it is best to hold hands and stick together.
Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate-school mountain, but there in the sandpile at Sunday School. These are the things I learned..
Share everything.
Play fair.
Don't hit people.
Put things back where you found them.
Clean up your own mess.
Don't take things that aren't yours.
Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody.
Wash your hands before you eat.
Flush.
Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you.
Live a balanced life - learn some and think some
and draw and paint and sing and dance and play
and work every day some.
Take a nap every afternoon.
When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic,
hold hands, and stick together.
Be aware of wonder.
Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup:
The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody
really knows how or why, but we are all like that.
Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even
the little seed in the Styrofoam cup - they all die.
So do we.
And then remember the Dick-and-Jane books
and the first word you learned - the biggest
word of all - LOOK.
Everything you need to know is in there somewhere.
The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation.
Ecology and politics and equality and sane living.
Take any of those items and extrapolate it into sophisticated adult terms and apply it to your family life or your work or your government or your world and it holds true and clear and firm.
Think what a better world it would be if all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about
three o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap.
Or if all governments had a basic policy to always put thing back where they found them and to clean up their own mess.
And it is still true, no matter how old you are - when you go out into the world,
it is best to hold hands and stick together.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Little Joy
UNATTAINABLE
Only when the goal is unattainable
Do I start to feel like I'm losing myself
And this deep secret
that hasn't come out yet
is burried, down deep
with the rest
I can't coarse you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose long-loved instead
If only songs we're sung
To guide the doubtfull ones
Beyond the rough
where not as much is good enough
Oh if you find yourself
for once a lonely one
I'll be waiting here with open arms
I can't coarse you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose long-loved instead
Do I start to feel like I'm losing myself
And this deep secret
that hasn't come out yet
is burried, down deep
with the rest
I can't coarse you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose long-loved instead
If only songs we're sung
To guide the doubtfull ones
Beyond the rough
where not as much is good enough
Oh if you find yourself
for once a lonely one
I'll be waiting here with open arms
I can't coarse you into this one
Jealousy lay all your spells to bed
I'll choose long-loved instead
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