EL ATENEO: A theatre turned into a library. Gorgeous right?
chills
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also, contributors welcome! apply within.
contributing: liy | srsly | skandalon | teeaah | you
Nov 08
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Nov 07
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I’m home.
my next indulgence
Nov 05
“ I don’t want to persuade the reader that it’s a real thing; I want to show it as it is. In a sense, I’m telling those readers that it’s just a story: it’s fake. But when you experience the fake as real, it can be real. It’s not easy to explain …
I’m not pretending it’s the real thing. We are living in a fake world; we are watching fake evening news. We are fighting a fake war. Our government is fake. But we find reality in this fake world. So our stories are the same: we are walking through fake scenes, but ourselves, as we walk through these scenes, are real. The situation is real, in the sense that it’s a commitment; it’s a true relationship. That’s what I want to write about.
I’m not pretending it’s the real thing. We are living in a fake world; we are watching fake evening news. We are fighting a fake war. Our government is fake. But we find reality in this fake world. So our stories are the same: we are walking through fake scenes, but ourselves, as we walk through these scenes, are real. The situation is real, in the sense that it’s a commitment; it’s a true relationship. That’s what I want to write about.
— Haruki Murakami (yet another gem from The River) (via crashinglybeautiful) (via belagen) (via booklover)
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Nov 04
“ What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls? When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone’s heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar. One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone’s hearts would start to beat at the same time, like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don’t really want to know about. That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn’t have had time to match up their heartbeats yet. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war.
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— Jonathan Safran Foer (Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close)
thank you peachdrug =)
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“ I asked for my childhood and it has come back, and I feel that it is just as difficult as it used to be, that growing older has served no purpose at all.
— Rilke, The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge
Nov 01
I’d love to put on a pot of java & hibernate in this room for about a month.
Oct 28
Look what just came in the campus mail from the library’s first edition collection! :D :D :D I’ve never read this one before.
Oct 26
Super, super stoked to order this and start reading it. Last Thursday I crashed a film class since they were showing The Bad and the Beautiful (great movie) and the professor gave a mini-lecture on this book prior to the screening. It sounds amazing. My goal for next semester is to try to sit in on as many film classes as possible. No one notices me. Sometimes being kind of invisble pretty much rules.
Oct 21
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