Just A Glimpse

Just A Glimpse

A glimpse is all you really get of a person

16 Apr
In fairy tales, monsters exist to be a manifestation of something that we need to understand, not only a problem we need to overcome, but also they need to represent, much like angels represent the beautiful, pure, eternal side of the human spirit, monsters need to represent a more tangible, more mortal side of being human: aging, decay, darkness and so forth. And I believe that monsters originally, when we were cavemen and you know, sitting around a fire, we needed to explain the birth of the sun and the death of the moon and the phases of the moon and rain and thunder. And we invented creatures that made sense of the world: a serpent that ate the sun, a creature that ate the moon, a man in the moon living there, things like that. And as we became more and more sophisticated and created sort of a social structure, the real enigmas started not to be outside. The rain and the thunder were logical now. But the real enigmas became social. All those impulses that we were repressing: cannibalism, murder, these things needed an explanation. The sex drive, the need to hunt, the need to kill, these things then became personified in monsters. Werewolves, vampires, ogres, this and that. I feel that monsters are here in our world to help us understand it. They are an essential part of a fable.

Guillermo Del Toro (via iwearthecheeseyo)

15 Apr

Dinosauria, We by Charles Bukowski


Born like this
Into this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As the elevators break
As political landscapes dissolve
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked
We are
Born like this
Into this
Into these…

15 Apr

The Night of the Red Moon


It was late at night as she looked up,
a glimmer of moon light fastened across
her face. Somehow the hint of light seemed
bold, harsh, as it marred her pensive and
fairly troubled features while she wondered.

She was intent on not missing it.
The moon tonight will blossom.
It will grow…

14 Apr #textgram  #prose  #writings #thoughts  #literature

#textgram #prose #writings #thoughts #literature

13 Apr

I am in love with words, written words. The ups, the downs, the tilts, the lilts, the curves. Just like-strike that-beyond the spoken word. It speaks in a thousand different ways more than a voice ever could.

12 Apr

The Special Period In Time Of Peace


We walk around,
sipping our morning coffee
as we go on with our day.

The sun shines,
children play, dogs bark,
and we head to work.

We type furiously
our keys, exhausted
and seeking to de-stress
by talking to the fellow
employees. We laugh
and tell stories.
Parents are being
annoying, and our

11 Apr #shadow #play

#shadow #play

11 Apr

When I Was A Heavyweight


I’ve done
Anything and everything
And so much more
For the simple fact
That I could
And I would
Do it again
Even though I should
Not check the time
Cause when I cross
The line my mind
Feels like a minefield
And makes me wish
I was in El Salvador
So I could lock the doors
Cause Dali is outside

11 Apr Silent weird dude strikes again.
Episodios de los personajes de la #upr #nice

Silent weird dude strikes again.
Episodios de los personajes de la #upr #nice

11 Apr

Je n’ai avoir jamais sommeil dans la nuit. Je pense et pense seulment.