… a lot of people swear that there is going to be a revolution but I’d hate to see all those people get killed for nothing. I mean, you can kill most people and you aren’t killing anything but a few good men are bound to go. and then what do you end up with: a government OVER the people. a new dictator in sheep’s clothing[…]revolution sounds very romantic, you know. but it ain’t. it’s blood and guts and madness; it’s little kids killed who get in the way, it’s little kids who don’t understand what the fuck is going on. it’s your whore, your wife ripped in the belly with a bayonet and then raped in the ass while you watch. it’s men torturing men who used to laugh at Mickey Mouse cartoons. before you go into the thing, decide where the spirit is and where the spirit will be when it is over. I don’t go with Dos —CRIME AND PUNISHMENT—that no man has a right to take another man’s life. but it might take a bit of thinking first. of course, the gall is that they have been taking our lives without firing a bullet. I too have worked for dismal wages while some fat boy has raped fourteen-year-old virgins in Beverly Hills. I’ve seen things I don’t even want to talk about. but before you kill something make sure you have something better to replace it with; something better than political opportunist slamming hate horseshit in the public park. if you are going to pay through the nose get something better than a 36 month warranty. as yet, I have seen nothing but this emotional and romantic yen for Revolution; I’ve seen no solid leader or no realistic platform to insure AGAINST the betrayal that has always, so far, followed. if I am going to kill a man I don’t want to see him replaced by a carbon copy of the same man and the same way. we have wasted history like a bunch of drunks shooting dice back in the men’s crapper of the local bar. I am ashamed to be a member of the human race but I don’t want to add any more to that shame, I want to scrape a little of it off.
Charles Bukowski, from Selection from Notes of a dirty old man (via litafficionado)
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Marching band Tyrannosaurus rex. [video]

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Marching band Tyrannosaurus rex. [video]

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Hunter S. Thompson and Bill Murray

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Hunter S. Thompson and Bill Murray

Cross out the titles you’ve read!

The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, J.R.R Tolkien
1984, George Orwell
Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
The Grapes of Wrath, John Steinbeck
To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
Jane Eyre, Charlotte Brontë
Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte
A Passage to India, E.M. Forster
The Lord of the Flies, William Golding
Hamlet, William Shakespeare
A Bend in the River, V.S. Naipaul
The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald
The Catcher in the Rye, J.D. Salinger
The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
The Diary of Anne Frank, Anne Frank
Don Quixote, Miguel De Cervantes
The Bible, Various
Canterbury Tales, Geoffrey Chaucer
Ulysses, James Joyce
The Quiet American, Graham Greene
Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
Money, Martin Amis
Harry Potter Series, J.K. Rowling
Moby-Dick, Herman Melville
The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
His Dark Materials Trilogy, Philip Pullman
Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll 
Rebecca, Daphne Du Maurier
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime, Mark Haddon
On the Road, Jack Kerouac 
Heart of Darkness, Joseph Conrad 
The Way We Live Now, Anthony Trollope
The Outsider, Albert Camus 
The Colour Purple, Alice Walker 
Life of Pi, Yann Martel 
Frankenstein, Mary Shelley 
The War of the Worlds, H.G. Wells 
Men without Women, Ernest Hemingway 
Gulliver’s Travels, Jonathan Swift
A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
Huckleberry Finn, Mark Twain 
Robinson Crusoë, Daniel Defoe
One Flew over the Cuckoo’s Nest, Ken Kesey
Catch-22, Joseph Heller 
The Count of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas 
Memoirs of a Geisha, Arthur Golden
The Divine Comedy, Dante Alighieri
The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde

The world outside is vast and intricate.There are wheatfields and mountain passes,and orchards in bloom.
At night there are millions of galaxies, and in sunlightthe beauty of friends dancing at a wedding

The world outside is vast and intricate.
There are wheatfields and mountain passes,
and orchards in bloom.

At night there are millions of galaxies, and in sunlight
the beauty of friends dancing at a wedding

Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger,
Only to someone who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife
Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.
Hafiz (via likeafieldmouse)