The Mouse’s Tail by Lewis Carroll

Fury said to a mouse,
That he met in the house,
'Let us both go to law:
I will prosecute you.—
Come, I’ll take no denial;
We must have a trial:
For really this morning I’ve nothing to do.’
Said the mouse to the cur,
'Such a trial, dear sir,
With no jury or judge, would be wasting our breath.’
'I'll be judge, I'll be jury,'
Said cunning old Fury;
'I'll try the whole cause, 
and condemn you to death.’


Birds born in a cage think flying is an illness.
Alejandro Jodorowsky (via hellanne)

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A Little Fable by Kafka

"Alas", said the mouse, "the whole world is growing smaller every day. At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running, and I was glad when I saw walls far away to the right and left, but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already, and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into."

"You only need to change your direction," said the cat, and ate it up.


Life itself, when understood and utilized for what it is, is sweet.

The Tao of Pooh, by Benjamin Hoff


Lesbian Problems

Every time I adjust my necktie, my bra straps slip.



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JEAN LAFITTE NATIONAL HISTORICAL PARK AND PRESERVE - MARRERO, LOUISIANA

Covered in lichens, garlanded by Spanish moss comes this delta dispatch from photographer Elena Ricci:

Jean Lafitte National Historical Park and Preserve is located in Marrero, Louisiana, just south of New Orleans.

Sweeping landscapes of marsh reeds, palmetto thickets and soaring cypress trees make this park a prime example of the uniqueness of Louisiana’s Mississippi delta region. Hidden amongst the vegetation are critters, large and small, playing the predator and prey game on a picturesque backdrop. Great horned owls, vultures, alligators, boars, raccoons, rabbits, spiders and snakes are just a few of the animals that call this beautiful swampland home.

Visitors welcome, their door is always open.

[Some 35mm film, some 120mm film, some digital and some cell phone; All swamp.]

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Elena Ricci is a photographer living and working in New Orleans, Louisiana. Most of her photography focuses on the South, but she travels far and often. As an ongoing collaborative, she makes up one fourth of the lady photo ensemble Southerly Gold. Find Elena’s website at elenaricciphotography.com and follow her on Tumblr at elenaricciphotography.tumblr.com.


Bob Dylan was there with her, she wasn’t there with him.
Steve Earle, on Joan Baez’s political activism in the 60s.

We celebrate the past to awaken the future.

John Kennedy


wellesleymag:

The Wellesley College Banjo Club, 1892.

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The Wellesley College Banjo Club, 1892.


If music could only bring peace, I’d only be a musician.
Pete Seeger

A poem by Philip Larkin:

Since the majority of me 
Rejects the majority of you, 
Debating ends forwith, and we 
Divide. And sure of what to do 

We disinfect new blocks of days 
For our majorities to rent 
With unshared friends and unwalked ways, 
But silence too is eloquent: 

A silence of minorities 
That, unopposed at last, return 
Each night with cancelled promises 
They want renewed. They never learn.


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It was the fourth day after Christmas in the Year of Our Lord 1890. When the first torn and bleeding bodies were carried into the candlelit church, those who were conscious could see Christmas greenery hanging from the open rafters. Across the chancel front above the pulpit was strung a crudely lettered banner: “Peace on earth, good will to men.”
Dee Brown, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee

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my favourite thing

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