You Want to Live Again
Okay, you want to live again
Same question as before:
What for?
I know you’re asking me
Of course I’m asking you -
You see I’m also asking me
Because I’ve answered this before
You’ve also given reason why you shouldn’t
Well, I wasn’t asking you
I’m asking me
And I’ve done a lot of things
I always thought I wouldn’t
But now getting back to me
Of course
It’s always about me
It is
I know
Sometimes I just get bored exploring
“What is wrong with me,” or
“What might make me want to live”
I think there must be some reason
I think there must be some reason
Even you?
Of course you would, but still I wonder
Yes, I wonder
So what for?
Much the problem with connection
If only tethered by affection
Or some pleasurable action -
If there is no obligation
Without pleasure or affection
Should I not just altogether
Discontinue interaction?
I have wondered
I have wondered
There’s continued interaction
And still
Much of it is pleasant
But this isn’t necessarily
Sufficient reason for existence
So you, ask
As if you would rightly know
To be, with reason
It might be said then
Is something beyond you
And beyond me
I think so too
But still
Some reason ought to do-
Regardless if it’s me or you
To think of it
I have to choose
So anything?
Not anything
Then anything that comes to mind?
There must be joy
That we can find in what we do
If I can say what ought to motivate us
You
Or me
Or I
Or somehow us together
Living to enjoy the being
Doing not to cement or gain
Or fight so often
Being for the light and wind
That make clouds, trees, and grass dynamic
For the wind again
For the flight it makes possible
Yes
Even birds could not be what we hope to see
Without unseen
Often unappreciated
Natural forces that peak our interest
Only because of some spectacle
And there is much spectacle
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4649903/you-want-to-live-again/
You can really sense the tumblr userbase aging
That cat is absolutely an orphan-generating coal baron. The mustache and top-hat are there in spirit, if not actually.
banky the bloke who does graffiti innit
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z0v:
A look back at Tom Hardy’s MySpace pictures from the mid-2000s.
The actors old MySpace ‘About Me’ section read:
“I act for a living now adopting characters for money, it is a language I was born into. I’m Grateful, arrogant self centred, tenacious, versatile, honest, honourable, loyal, loving, gentle, consistent, reliable, focussed, prideful, passionate and nuts. I have a head like a disco ball, if I say I’ll do something, unless I absolutely can’t it gets done, I never give up on humanity, I love people. I want to see communities stand up, honest and open, flexing to the fullest of their capabilities and combined usefullness. happy. I laugh at bullies. I am reactionary but I have learned to hold my tongue and my trigger finger.”
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one of my coworkers has this sticker on his water bottle and it sends me into hysterics every time i see it

My favourite thing about this post is that someone saw those photos of that cat and went “ah yes, I know exactly which 15th century Baroque painting this reminds me of”









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