Smart men don’t mask “morning mouth” - Chlorodent Toothpaste - 1954
Oh look, it is Mr. iSay. Never had a problem with the morning mouth, but do have a hard time getting him to take off his space helmet.
Absolutely everything is a struggle today. Trying to not cry at my desk seems to be a huge ask.
This week is going to be ten kinds of tough and nothing is as it should be.
I’ll make it. I’ve been in this solitary place of dealing before. But damn, not easy.
Nothing is as it should be.
Astronaut Lion
Ok, so I did throw a fit about Mr. iSay posting hung-over selfies of his reactions to various Eurovision acts whilst lounging on the sofa in his fluffy white robe and wearing his own space helmet.
As an act of contrition, for denying you that rich visual, I will, however, put up this fierce image.
And the next time Mr. iSay shags me senseless, I’m going to imagine him just this way.
Now, there’s a rich visual for you.
(via libbythelibertine)
As a poet I hold the most archaic values on earth … the fertility of the soil, the magic of animals, the power-vision in solitude, the terrifying initiation and rebirth, the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe. I try to hold both history and the wilderness in mind, that my poems may approach the true measure of things and stand against the unbalance and ignorance of our times.
—Gary Snyder
(Source: apoetreflects)
Woodlock - Blood Brothers
Saw these three young men busking on Bourke Street yesterday. They were pretty fucking amazing.
So much better than most of the drivel that gets through on Australia performance competition programs.
Bought their CD. This track is their original song, written as an apology between the two brothers, Eze and Zech Walters, who front Woodlock.
Most of what you see out here busking in Melbourne is toss, but occasionally you’ll come across a performer or performers who make you stop and take notice. We stayed there twenty minutes listening to them.
I don’t have much of a signal here in the tumblrverse, but I’ll boost the shit out of what I have for these lads.
Yes, I’m going to put them up everywhere that I live in the tumblrverse.
Listen.
