“Obsessed is a word that the lazy use to describe the dedicated.” InspirationObsessionLazyDedicatedMggAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“Live like you want, not how others want you to live.” LifeInspirationalTruthMeaningfulBe YourselfLove YourselfAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“How doth the city sit solitary that was full of people, and that the steeples and minarets canopied, and that the stone saints guarded where the flute was heard in the dawn-light and the cradle song lowed at dusk, and the marketplace full of made things, the first fruits bending the tables and the pledges and signatures of honor, honored—how is she become tributary and her people bounded by gates. She weepeth sore in the night and the tears are on her cheeks; her face is shrouded in fear and all her beauty is departed. The guilds and the clans are gone, gone the pity of the nurses and teachers. The scavenger dogs roam the fallow gardens and run without strength before their pursuers. How the walls are stained with a brother's blood and the night brings sickness to the longing.” AnonymousLamentationsSusan Stewart Author:Anonymous
“The scribes have cast the blame upon a woman, writing her filthiness is in her skirts and the elders have gathered in judgement under plane trees, and the virgin is trodden as in a wine-press, (how the crowd cries out against the menstruous woman, and the handmaiden, and the crone, and they are hooded with the cloud of anger and pulled into the waiting wagons) And the mothers of the warriors are crowned with laurel and the fathers of the singers are shamed in the square and the signs are marked upon the doorposts and the scaffolding built at the edge of the fairground. Who will teach the stitches and patterns? And who will remember the spells of the clover? And who will know the harmonies of number, the names and accounts of the stars? What thing shall I take to witness for thee? What thing shall I liken unto thee?” AnonymousLamentationsSusan Stewart Author:Anonymous
“I have been brought into darkness surely against me he has turned he hath set me in dark places he hath hedged me about that I cannot get out he hath made my chain heavy he hath closed my ways with stone he was like a bear lying in wait he hath pulled me to pieces and made me desolate that I cannot get out he hath filled my teeth with dust and covered me with ashes I cried out to my rescuers and they did not hear me, I turned away, and still I was hedged about, the daylight was taken and the blanket was taken and the rope and all my childish things, I cried out with my throat and my in-my-heart and my Lord's Prayer and my now I lay me down to sleep, and my health and my hands, and my show me myself and my secrets-and-all-my-sins forgiven and I counted the ones I knew and the ones I dreamed and I measured the shadow cast by the mirror, but the sun was remote and cold to me. I turned away, and still I was hedged about and anointed in fire and ashes. I saw the blue sheen of the world through the darkness, and the crust, and the stain of another, I touched my hair to my mouth, and my arms to my legs, and my mouth to my knee. I smelled the animal sweetness and the dampness of leaves beyond the wall; I heard the murmurs of my mothers and my brother, alone in his whimpering, and I heard the strangers whisper. But when I cried they did not hear me, and when I sang they did not know my song, and when I spoke, they did not acknowledge me, and when I left they did not seek me out along the cisterns and streets of the city. Mercy is new in the morning they said, and our god will not stand for such suffering—oh god of mercy and golden light.” AnonymousLamentationsSusan Stewart Author:Anonymous
“In the lingering moments before you die your body releases DMT. The same drug that makes you dream. The same drug found in every living animal. It's not an evolutionary trick to make you survive. Your body is choosing to release this drug now because it believes your fate is too grim for you to comprehend. So you dream. You dream that everything will be fine. You dream that nothing happened at all. It's in this moment that your body sits across from you. It tells you 'looks like we're not gonna make it this time.' You sit around a fire and recollect the past before soon parting ways back to the atomic ether. Your body does this because it loves you. You have never met anyone like your body. Your body has been with you everyday, good and bad. It's even kept a journal of your life carved in scars. Your eyelashes always wiped the tears from your eyes.” LoveBodyDeath And DyingDmtAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“At sixty I, Dionysios, lie in my grave. I was from Tarsos, I never married and wish my father had not.” Willis BarnstoneAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“To praise is the highest good, and censure is the beginning of hatred, yet to speak maliciously of one's neighbor is, after all, Attic honey.” Willis BarnstoneAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“You denied me your green grape. When ripe, you sent me on my way. Do you now begrudge me a small bite of your dry raisin?” GreekWillis BarnstoneAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“Kypris, if you save those from the pelagos, save me: I founder shipwrecked on the land.” GreekWillis BarnstoneAphroditeAnonymous Author:Anonymous
“The black earth drinks and trees suck rain. The seas drink brooks and sun the sea and moon the sun. Why do you rage, friends, when I want to drink?” GreekWillis BarnstoneAnonymous Author:Anonymous