Hemingway Birthplace by Brian Crawford


If I may, uh, I— I feel I may be of more use to the cause if I could continue my work around the house? I assure you, I am working on a system that will help us solve this mystery. Is he? Well, there are a lot of wires, so I’d say that’s promising.

Poe Party rewatch [59/-]

Chapter 7: Mesmeric Revelation

A volte non hai il tempo di accorgertene, le cose capitano in pochi secondi. Tutto cambia. Sei vivo. Sei morto. E il mondo va avanti. Siamo sottili come carta.
—  Charles Bukowski
Van Gogh writing his brother for paints
Hemingway testing his shotgun
Celine going broke as a doctor of medicine
the impossibility of being human
Shakespeare a plagiarist
Beethoven with a horn stuck into his head against deafness
the impossibility the impossibility
Nietzsche gone totally mad
the impossibility of being human
all too human
this breathing
in and out
out and in
these punks
these cowards
these champions
these mad dogs of glory
moving this little bit of light toward us
—  Charles Bukowski, Beasts Bounding Through Time (1986)