February 2012
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The hidden well-spring of your soul must needs rise and run murmuring to the sea; And the treasure of your infinite depths would be revealed to your eyes. But let ther be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure; And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line. For self is a sea boundless and measureless. Say not, “I have found the truth,” but rather, “I...
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“We don’t see things as they are,
we see things as we are.”
– Anais Nin
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My Top 10 Architects
I have noticed recently how my perception of the arts, specifically in architecture, has developed drastically over the past year. So I decided to start documenting certain points for my future reference and to contribute to the e-jargon found everyday. I could be way off point, mistaken, or just stating the obvious, but this is a mere stage in my learning process.
This is my list of the...
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Stay Close, My Heart
Stay close, my heart, to the one who knows your ways; Come into the shade of the tree that allays has fresh flowers. Don’t stroll idly through the bazaar of the perfume-markers: Stay in the shop of the sugar-seller. If you don’t find true balance, anyone can deceive you; Anyone can trick out of a thing of straw, And make you take it for gold Don’t squat with a bowl before every...
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The Desert by Adonis
The Diary of Beirut Under Seige (1982). I discovered it while reading the book Memory and Architecture by Eleni Bastea
My era tells me bluntly: You do not belong. I answer bluntly: I do not belong, I try to understand you. Now I am a shadow Lost in the forest Of a skull
I’m on my feet, the wall is a fence — The distance shrinks, a window recedes. Daylight is a thread Snipped by my...
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Architect Valentines
From ArchDaily
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“I’m not Candide, nor Dr Pangloss, but we know that faith moves mountains”
– Daniel Libeskind
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Love Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm’d; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d; But thy eternal...
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“The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing...”
– Rumi
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Me: Am I free to assemble a protest of peaceful peers?
Government: Only with a permit.
Me: Am I free to travel?
Government: Only with a passport.
Me: Am I free to pursue my own ideas of happiness?
Government: Only within these constraints.
Me: Am I free to start a business?
Government: Only with a license.
Me: Am I free to marry who I wish?
Government: Only with my consent.
Me: Am I free?
Government: I'm legally obligated to say that you are.
Government: Stop asking so many questions.
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January 2012
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bestillforamoment asked: had to follow you for the butterfly effect post! they've been one of my favourite bands since I was 12, and I'm 18 now haha! :) I like your blog too!
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