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There is a movement happening, a quiet one. A low-profile, low-resolution revolution. Comprised of writers and dreamers, of guerrilla artists and thought-ninjas. Those with something to say. They communicate through text inscribed on true public spaces, rather than blogs and forums. Choosing fewer words, even without being bound by 140 character limits. Using ink instead of pixels. Sending messages in living, breathing space. Pens scream louder into the void. Even if permanent ink is not aptly named. ↗
And what could my father possibly want with another child, when he hardly bothered to talk to the one he already had? ↗
A blanket could be used to communicate with dolphins. Be quiet! I’m trying to talk to the swimming mammals. ↗
#brick-and-blanket-iq-test #brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses #funny
Happy World Peace Day! (November 17th) Here is how you can get involved: a. Engage in dialogue with someone from a different country or nationality than your own. b. Let go of the past and renounce vendettas, denounce revenge, and live for the future. c. Contemplate your life and find the areas that you are in conflict. Work towards solving the conflicts by defusing them through communication or dis-engaging so that the conflicts whither away. Understand the conflict from the viewpoint of your opponent and do not think of winning. Think of co-existing. d. Close your eyes and breath deeply while clearing your mind of all your troubles. Repeat as needed. e. Volunteer for a peace organization f. Read a book on conflict resolution ↗
A brick could be used to communicate with the dead. I just spoke to Stalin, and he’s very pleased with the way America’s progressing, collectively, as a country. ↗
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Love, like Fortune, favours the bold. ↗
#courage #courage-in-love #falling-in-love #first-love #fortune
The warm night claimed her. In a moment it was part of her. She walked on the grass, and her shoes were instantly soaked. She flung up her arms to the sky. Power ran to her fingertips. Excitement was communicated from the waiting trees, and the orchard, and the paddock; the intensity of their secret life caught at her and made her run. It was nothing like the excitement of ordinary looking forward, of birthday presents, of Christmas stockings, but the pull of a magnet - her grandfather had shown her once how it worked, little needles springing to the jaws - and now night and the sky above were a vast magnet, and the things that waited below were needles, caught up in the great demand. ("The Pool") ↗
#excitement #excitement-of-youth #night #youth #communication
Most of the time it's not the Europeans who belittle us. What happens when we look at them is that we belittle ourselves. When we undertake the pilgrimage, it's not just to escape the tyranny at home but also to reach to the depths of our souls. The day arrives when the guilty must return to save those who could not find the courage to leave. ↗
