A Collage Poem of Random Pieces

Maurice Sendak

…we’re riddled with pointless talk, insane quantities of words and images. Stupidity’s never blind or mute. So it’s not a problem of getting people to express themselves but of providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find something to say. Repressive forces don’t stop people expressing themselves but rather force them to express themselves; what a relief to have nothing to say, the right to say nothing, because only then is there a chance of framing the rare, and ever rarer, thing that might be worth saying.

Gilles Deleuze From Negoitiations

No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life. There may be countless trails and bridges and demigods who would gladly carry you across; but only at the price of pawning and forgoing yourself. There is one path in the world that none can walk but you. Where does it lead? Don’t ask, walk!

Friedrich Nietzsche

robertogreco: “Georgia O'Keeffe with the Cheese, Taos Pueblo, New Mexico, Michael A. Vaccaro, 1960 (via Tejal Rao) ” Backstory: “[Vaccaro] had spent several days unsuccessfully trying to gain O’Keeffe’s trust when he discovered a topic she loved –...

Georgia O’keeffe looking through a piece of cheese.

Since we are already dead, let’s make the most of it!

(Zapatista proverb)

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