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visual-poetry:

»god, i’m lonely (again)« (from the reminiscence series) by brendan george ko

visual-poetry:

»god, i’m lonely (again)« (from the reminiscence series) by brendan george ko

fastcompany:

fastcodesign:

A Beautiful Cheat Sheet For Two Dozen Espresso-Based Drinks

Ugh. Just when you kinda sorta started to get a handle on the wide world of wine, along comes another new liquid metric for how cosmopolitan you really are (or aren’t): coffee. 

Love this one! Here’s another.

'If everyday would be a new, I wouldn't have the debts from yesterday.'

patternbase:

Jon Rafman, Auerbach Train, 2013

patternbase:

Jon Rafman, Auerbach Train, 2013

the heavy weight down in my stomach

your eyes that imbibe my organs and everything

in one second leaving a shell

my whole body magnetically drawn to you

How pathetic is this, a love in a moment, that leaves you empty for one whole night.

"If you look at your appearance,

you’ve got your curls from your grandfather,

or your mole on your neck is at the same place your mum had it.

Or you’ve got your father’s way of talking,

crinkling your lips by pronouncing o’s and u’s.

Everybody would tell you that you belong to them.

I have never got to know if I have the hands from my mother or from my father.

Maybe that’s why I don’t understand the matter of being a Christ or a Jew, or what society I am born in. I don’t belong to anybody.” 

I am a rain drop,

enclosing colors, or facets,

honed like a diamond

watch me falling, twirling, graciously

losing weight in a storm, growing with the mass of clouds

powerless as a single, ruthless in many

splashing in your palms, 

I seem as all the others. 

When people say grow up

do they mean care for your own?