A Few Hints to the Grand Unification

kitteh-neon:

I hope Rick Santorum just read the most amazing chapter of a fan fic ever but then sees that it’s unfinished and was last updated in May of 2007.

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richwhitelesbian:

i hope rick santorum is writing something with a pencil and the lead breaks so he goes to sharpen it and starts writing again but the lead breaks again because he dropped it earlier and the lead is broken in many places inside the pencil 

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Connubial

rabbit-light:

Because with alarming accuracy  
she’d been identifying patterns  
I was unaware of—this tic, that  
tendency, like the way I’ve mastered  
the language of intimacy  
in order to conceal how I felt—  

I knew I was in danger  
of being terribly understood.

Stephen Dunn

(Source: poetryfoundation.org)

If I had a thesis, this would be its antithesis.

Imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, “This is an interesting world I find myself in, an interesting hole I find myself in, fits me rather neatly, doesn’t it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!” 

This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it’s still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything’s going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. I think this may be something we need to be on the watch out for.
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A Drinking Song

WINE comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh. 

William Butler Yeats