“Faith is a torment. It is like loving someone who is out there in the darkness but never appears, no matter how loudly you call.”
“Faith is a torment. It is like loving someone who is out there in the darkness but never appears, no matter how loudly you call.”
Overlay of Michael Jordan commercial and Lebron James’ “What should I do?” commercials. Wonderfully done. (via DM)
When the ghosts of me refuse to speak
And in my dreams I watch TV
I’m blue inside, I’m the blue light
And I need this town, this white town
And I’m the red blood of this white town
Parade in someone else’s crown
from the back of my head
tied to the back of my head
tied to the back of my head tied…
a braid of voices: David, David
Few tasks more difficult
Than to write a treatise
On a man who looks
At an old photograph.
Why he does it
Is incomprehensible
And his feelings
Cannot be explained.
Seemingly it’s simple:
She was his love.
But here precisely
Questions begin.
If she is tangible
So strongly present
In her skin and her dress,
her nails and hair,
Was she then a cloud
Or a river wave,
And did she return
to nonexistence?
Or, on the contrary
Is she still a substance,
A thing with duration
Separate and eternal?