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Man cuts out for himself a manageable world: he throws himself into action uncritically, unthinkingly. He accepts the cultural programming that turns his nose where he is supposed to look; he doesn’t bite the world off in one piece as a giant would, but in small manageable pieces, as a beaver does. He uses all kinds of techniques, which we call the “character defenses”: he learns not to expose himself, not to stand out; he learns to embed himself in other-power, both of concrete persons and of things and cultural commands; the result is that he comes to exist in the imagined infallibility of the world around him. He doesn’t have to have fears when his feet are solidly mired and his life mapped out in a ready-made maze. All he has to do is to plunge ahead in a compulsive style of drivenness in the “ways of the world. by  Ernest Becker (via peyotepapi)

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"All I want in life’s a little bit of love to take the pain away"

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the only social network that really matters is discogs

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Poster Boy -  ‘wtf is street art anyway?’
Photo: Luna Park on Flickr.


Poster Boy -  ‘wtf is street art anyway?’

Photo: Luna Park on Flickr.

Words mean things. When you put them together they speak. Yes, sometimes they flatten out and nothing they say is real, and that is one kind of magic. But sometimes a vision will rip up from them and shriek and clank wings clear as the sweat smudge on the paper under your thumb. And that is another kind. by Samuel R. Delany (via neitt)

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please do, you’re all welcome


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please do, you’re all welcome

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this is quite possibly the greatest tumblr video of all time 


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this is creepy as fuck holy shit

jesus imagine walking down the street alone hearing that

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