First Thoughts Have Tremendous Energy

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About: I believe in poetry. I believe in words. I believe our first thoughts have a stirring vivacity that can inspire and change others and ourselves. I believe in listening to those musings and inviting them in. Natalie Goldberg says in her book, "Writing is a path to meet ourselves and become intimate." Find the time to reacquaint yourself with those original thoughts. Write, read, play, compose, and always be in love with your life.

“My mother forbad us to walk backwards. That is how the dead walk, she would say. Where did she get that idea? Perhaps from a bad translation. The dead, after all, do not walk backwards but they do walk behind us. They have no lungs and cannot call out but would love for us to turn around. They are victims of love, many of them.” —

Anne Carson, Plainwater

“Go grab your lovers, people, hold them close, feel the validation. You’re barely carbon-based without them.” —

William Giraldi, Busy Monsters

mybarelife:

Me and you. Always me and you.

“I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn’t know that, and I have no carbons.” —

― Adrienne Rich

“Let me be, was all I wanted. Be what I am, no matter how I am.” —

Henry Miller, Stand Still Like the Hummingbird

“The free intellect copies human life, but it considers this life to be something good and seems to be quite satisfied with it. That immense framework and planking of concepts to which the needy man clings his whole life long in order to preserve himself is nothing but a scaffolding and toy for the most audacious feats of the liberated intellect. And when it smashes this framework to pieces, throws it into confusion, and puts it back together in an ironic fashion, pairing the most alien things and separating the closest, it is demonstrating that it has no need of these makeshifts of indigence and that it will now be guided by intuitions rather than by concepts.” —Friedrich Nietzsche, “On Truth and Lie in an Extra-Moral Sense”. Fragment, 1873: from the Nachlass (via wonderfulambiguity)

“But since the handwriting in these lines in no way resembles the handwriting in which the rest of the notebook is written, the editor believes himself justified in concluding that the aforementioned lines were added later by someone else; this conclusion is all the more justified by the fact that it has come to his (the editor’s) knowledge that Mr. Chulkaturin actually died on the night of April 1-2, 18— at his native estate of Ovech’i Vody.” —Ivan Turgenev, from Diary of a Superfluous Man (thanks, alwaysaboy)

(Source: the-final-sentence)

“I said, Are they moons, that they bleach in your fingers, and so much wrack at the socket, and rune and run. (Like a moon he was sharp when new and blunt when done.)” —

Karen Volkman

ahuntersheart:

“The only answer I can think of is I know
I didn’t have to learn to love you”
-Bernadette Mayer

“I am – open – I am – out – the firstlings – and the seedlings.” —

Katherine Lederer, According to the Appetites

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