“They will say I smoked cigarettes and marijuana, cursed hoarse as a crow in all my languages, and loved morphine and Demerol and tequila and pulque, women and men. I will shrug my illusion of shoulders and answer that I am a water woman, not a vessel, not something you can sail or charter. I am instead the tributary, the river, the fluid source, and the sea itself. I am all her rainy implications. And what do you, with your rusted compass, know of love?”—
Kate Braverman, The incantation of Frida K (via slychedelic)
And what do YOU, with your rusted compass, know of love ??
“There’s always light after the dark. You have to go through that dark place to get to it, but it’s there, waiting for you. It’s like riding on a train through a dark tunnel. If you get so scared you jump off in the middle of the ride, then you’re there, in the tunnel, stuck in the dark. You have to ride the train all the way to the end of the ride.”— Han Nolan
Little known fact: Sibby has a beautiful, beautiful voice and one night we were doing Karaoke in her living room (we were kinda buzzed) and she TORE THIS MOTHER DOWN. Do you hear me? SHE TORE. IT. DOWN. I wish she would sing more, but she did promise to come on stage and do this song with me someday (I don’t think she knows it yet, but she is gonna). She held that note and my hairs stood up and my jaw fell open.
@Sibbotery, you better sing it, girl! Lol, see you tonight, hoineeeeeeee! xoxoxo
x___________X. She is exaggerating. I did alright, but she also knows I reserve my singing for empty rooms with nice acoustics, showers and housework. But a promise is promise. Though, can I be held to a tipsy promise? *checks the rulebooks*
Spending NYE with my sister, and she’s the best copilot to have on any holiday. I won’t stop believing, Sugar. See you tonight.
“Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.”—Buddha (via gabstract)
“That line—”I’m a black artist with white skin”—is the kind of comment that usually causes black people to suck their teeth and groan. But Teena Marie died with an eternal hood-pass. The term “blue-eyed soul” is presently being affixed to her, but it borders on disrespect. It”s like Negroes “liked” the Eurythmics, we “liked” Madonna and some of that Hall and Oates, but Teena Marie was beloved. She was not simply in that George Michael “Father Figure” category, she was of that Chaka Khan/Freddie Jackson/Jeffrey Osborne/Denise Williams stamp. You did not hear Teena Marie and say, “I thought she was black,” you said, “No, seriously, I’m sure she’s black.”—Ta-Nehesi Coates on The Indomitable Blackness of Teena Marie (via Instapaper)
“Girl leaves drab farm, becomes a fag hag, meets gay lions and men that don’t try to molest her, and meets a witch, kills her. An unfortunately - by a surreal act of show fetishism - clicks her shoes together and is back to where she belongs. It has an unhappy ending.”—John Waters on the plot of Wizard of Oz (via exbestfriend)
“Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.”—
Examine one of your made-up needs, and ask yourself why it’s such an important need. Ask what would happen if you dropped them. What good would it do? Would you have more free time and more space to concentrate and create, or less stress and fewer things to check off each day? What bad things would happen — or might happen? And how likely is it that these things would happen? And how could you counter-act them?
These needs are created by fears, and the more honest we are about these fears, the better. Face the fears, and give yourself a little trial period — allow yourself to let go of the need, but just for an hour, or a day. Just for a week. If nothing bad happens, extend the trial, and slowly in this manner you’ll find that the need wasn’t a need at all.
“This Christmas I received dog kisses, big hugs, grins of bliss and laughter that warmed me to the tips of my toes. Cold or no cold, this one was of the nicest holidays I’ve had in quite some time. What made it magic? Everything and nothing. I hope you experienced some magic today, too. If not, look in the mirror. That’s where your magic starts.”— Me