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"Everyone has their yellow paint.”
Vincent Van Gogh
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A PRAYER TO ARTISTS, ONE WEEK IN Dear Curious and Creative Potential Prophets: We’re ready for you. Let’s be clear: Art doesn’t immediately change things. We have to wrap our brains around that, Lest we get too full of ourselves. Art doesn’t stop violence, or erase pain, Or eradicate evil. It doesn’t turn back time or protect bodies. Art doesn’t do big things, And that’s why no one will freaking sustainably fund it. Art is actually a very small thing that does very small things. It’s a gathering of tiny revolutions that sustains the larger ones. Its power comes from being miniscule and undetectable. Art doesn’t stop the violence, but it starts the questioning of violence. Art doesn’t erase the pain, but it names the pain. Art doesn’t eradicate evil, but it tells the queer stories of another way. It stops time and protects souls, because its power is microscopic, And the Empire only knows how to deal with things it thinks it sees. You will start to create something today, because you feel galvanized, And then you will hate it tomorrow, And then you will think you have nothing to offer, And then you will stop creating for a few days, And then something teensy will spark, And then the whole cycle will start again. This is the reality of tiny things in a world that only responds to gigantic, blustery, bloated things. This is the plight of prophecy. And it truly sucks. But my cat just jumped on this keyboard and typed out this: nngggggggt And if my cat, who stays pretty apolitical most days, Is taking this opportunity to use the devastation of this week And create something out of it, I can only imagine the astonishing things you have up your sleeves. Amen

Reverend Micah Bucey, through newsletter from Allison Moon (via fleetfootfox)

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I loved a man who was unreliable and unpredictable. I loved a man who made me feel like I was on top of the world one minute, and the dirt beneath his feet the next. I loved a man who’s words healed the wounds that his words had caused the day before. I loved a man who was sweet as honey but caused the worst of stomach aches. I loved a man who yelled while I cried and smiled when I hit rock bottom. I loved a man who kissed my neck all while stabbing me in the chest. I loved a man who told me he loved me all while making me feel like I was undeserving of it. I loved a man who posed as my salvation but ultimately became my destruction. I loved this man until I stopped loving myself.

Your love was poison disguised as honey. (via caffeineedream)

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Whenever the energy of anger comes up, we often want to express it to punish the person whom we believe to be the source of our suffering. This is the habit energy in us. When we suffer, we always blame the other person for having made us suffer. We do not realize that anger is, first of all, our business. We are primarily responsible for our anger, but we believe very naively that if we can say something or do something to punish the other person, we will suffer less. This kind of belief should be uprooted. Because whatever you do or say in a state of anger will only cause more damage in the relationship. Instead, we should try not to do anything or say anything when we are angry.

Thich Nhat Hanh (via purplebuddhaproject)