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Songs coming to me in dreams

Many of my ideas come when I'm half asleep. They're usually stories or phrases. It's annoying when a song comes this way, because I'm not a musician.

Hey, muse of music, you have the wrong address. Get out of here. Go bother someone who knows how to write these notes down and play guitar. (This one was an acoustic guitar Neil Young type song sung by a guy with a voice kind of like Beck.)

I once had a full orchestral arrangement of a movement of a symphony come - that was the worst because of how totally ill equipped I was for all of that information.

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“Why are some people drawn to minimalist architecture and others to Baroque? Why are some people excited by bare concrete walls and others by William Morris’s floral patterns? Our tastes will depend on what spectrum of our emotional make-up lies in shadow and is hence in need of stimulation and emphasis. Every work of art is imbued with a particular psychological and moral atmosphere: a painting may be either serene or restless, bourgeois or aristocratic, and our preferences for one kind over another reflect our varied psychological gaps. We hunger for artworks that will compensate for our inner fragilities and help return us to a viable mean. We call a work ‘beautiful’ when it supplies the virtues we are missing, and we dismiss as ‘ugly’ one that forces on us moods or motifs that we feel either threatened or already overwhelmed by. Art holds out the promise of inner wholeness.”

— Alain de Botton & John Armstong, Art as Therapy (via luxe-pauvre)

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now on dvd (too small for your blu-ray)

based on justin’s ‘impression’ of amelie on mbmbam 

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I’m going to cry here.  What a beautiful example of positive dad-to-son energy. Which can be hard for some trans men to get when they come out later in life. This is precious.

If you EVER think Anthony Head is anything less than an angel then you’d best remember that I have always been a huge fan of his and we’ve always had a little contact over the years and he heard I’d come out as Trans and was having a hard time and that I was kind of sad that the photos I had from conventions with him were of me with long hair and no binder and they were all signed to “Sarah” and so he invited me to spend the day with him at his farm and he picked me up from the station and we just hung out and had lunch and he insisted on paying and took loads of photos and had them printed on photo paper the same day so he could sign them to Jay, along with other photos of him as Giles and Uther and he literally spent five hours chatting with me and got all of the pronoun stuff right every time and then he dropped me off at the station, gave me a final massive hug, waved me through the ticket barrier and insisted I message him when I got home so he knew I got back safe. (More HERE)

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i honestly believe human beings are not meant to live like this. we are meant to live in loving communities and be around nature every day and grow our own food and create art and not work day and night until we die. this longing for another life is not human nature, it’s a symptom of modern society.

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First night on the town as my new gender

Went out as my new Genderqueer masculine name and pronoun for the first time last night. I had an incredible amount of anxiety about it as everyone I brought with me already knew me by my old name, and I didn't know how to broach the subject without making them feel awkward. I tried it once with my first set of friends and failed to actually include the pronoun and name in it because I was too nervous. But by the second friend group, I had gotten it down, and everyone was so supportive of me.

It was a blast! So damn affirming!

Pro tip: karaoke is a great place to test a new name since the karaoke DJ has to call you up with it and can use any name that you give!

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“I saw how my father’s unhappiness had spilled into me, just as he’d been the vessel for the unhappiness that had spilled from his own ‘son-of-a-bitch old man’, who had been the vessel for his own father’s tears…and on and on, all the way back to the first single-celled organism, which split in two, turned around, saw itself in another, and started the first family argument.”

— from “A Zen Zealot Comes Home” by Shozan Jack Haubner, originally published in The Sun.  (via dr-grump)

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I require social interaction to feel ready to get work done.

This is bad for someone who works from home often. Whoops.

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"Hush, my darling, it's okay. Let others be strong for you, you don't have to fight everything alone."

I have seen a lot of people being down lately. Maybe it's the winter blues or maybe it's just a coincidence but this painting is for you❤️

And here's my message to you: it's okay to be sad sometimes. And it's okay to cry! There is nothing embarrassing about showing that you have feelings or that you worry about things. Life can be so overwhelming sometimes and a good cry can do wonders❤️ Let others listen to you and maybe let them try to help you too! Because there's always someone out there who loves you and who wants to offer you their shoulder to rest your head on. You don't have to fight everything alone, okay? ❤️

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I know this is a woman's jacket but I'm making it part of my masc work wardrobe anyway. It was a gift from a very vintage savvy cousin who is so much better at getting gifts than I am.

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reminder that if you’re questioning your gender, “what do I want?” and “what will make me happy?” tend to be much more useful questions than “what am I, really?”

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This makes me want a rat again  Aaaaaaah <3 <3 <3

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can i interest u in a box of friend??

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“We live in capitalism, its power seems inescapable – but then, so did the divine right of kings.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin (via azspot)

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Atheist but kinda Pagan Cognitive behavioral therapy and Jung fan me: *Puts a name to a bad thought pattern I have, and names it after a corvid* World: *Shows me a crow in a Wendy's parking lot the next day* Apophenia-infested-brain me: "Is this a divine sign?" Crow: *eats french fry off of the blacktop, flies away when it sees me staring* Me: "Yes, I understand, but what does it MEAN?"

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not to be dramatic but i would die for this cat