| |
|
|
| |
|
|
Losaka is the patron poet of the manically depressed. |
|
|
|
| |
|
| There are no conversations. |
| |
|
|
|
|
| Corey Feldman |
Whereas I used to get depressed or neurotic or dwell on things, I see my son's bright eyes and smile in the morning, and suddenly, I don't feel like I'm depressed anymore. There's nothing to be depressed about when you've got that. |
| Lascelles Abercrombie |
The epic poet has behind him a tradition of matter and a tradition of style; and that is what every other poet has behind him too; only, for the epic poet, tradition is rather narrower, rather more strictly compelling. |
| Bob Dylan |
I say there're no depressed words just depressed minds. |
| Jose Ortega y Gasset |
The poet begins where the man ends. The man's lot is to live his human life, the poet's to invent what is nonexistent. |
| Max Eastman |
A poet in history is divine, but a poet in the next room is a joke. |
| Alastair Campbell |
Friends have suggested that I am the least qualified person to talk about happiness, because I am often down, and sometimes profoundly depressed. But I think that's where my qualification comes from. Because to know happiness, it helps to know unhappiness. |
| Barbara Ehrenreich |
Well I do think there are people who are habitually negative and depressed and take the opposite approach because they imagine the worst, and their minds become dominated by that. They let their own emotions and expectations transform their perceptions of the world. |
| Britt Ekland |
Generally, I'm a pretty positive, but like any other working person, if the jobs aren't coming in, I do get depressed. |
| Colin Powell |
If a leader doesn't convey passion and intensity then there will be no passion and intensity within the organization and they'll start to fall down and get depressed. |
| David Cameron |
The political system is broken, the economy is broken and so is society. That is why people are so depressed about the state of our country. |
|
|
|
|
|
im goin through somethin with life, where pussy and patron make you feel alright, pussy and patron thats some great advice
|
| |
|
|
|
losaka is dope tho
This post is a comment.
|
| |
|
|
|
The poet now begins an analysis of what he might or might not say of his beloved. He does not wish to follow the example of those poets who force comparisons with everything that is fair, beautiful, strange or rare. Instead he wishes to extol the virtue of truthfulness. Since his love is indeed beautiful, what need is there of over praise? Why not say at the outset that, quite simply, you, my love, are yourself, you outshine all praise. He who attempts to say more is like a costermonger trying to sell his wares from a barrow. But this poet will remain aloof from such gross pandering. The fact that his love is fair is enough for him, and he will not enlarge his praise by false and ludicrous comparisons.
The criticism of 'that Muse' is fairly general, but it is quite possible that it applies...
This post is a comment.
|
| |
|
|
|
|
i think artists are always depressed because they don't have enough monet
|
| |
|
|
|
|
Yo the beast is on his way ok? And I'm the prophet of the apocalypse. I'm like a walking sarcophagus. Body, but my soul does not exist. Zombie, my secret to confidence. Cuz we been conquering since infancy, Nancy. And if you fancy, shit could get a little nasty. You see there ain't no heaven so my will is law. The patron saint of felons placing a call. And they respond to it all over the world cuz its haunted, girl. The end is coming quick and nobody can save ya, cept anarchy the only holy force of nature. Ain't even a wager. There ain't no fleein the major catastrophes disastrously decreed to keep you in danger: The eleventh plague is cancer. The twelfth plague is aids. The thirteenth plague is grand theft auto video games. Keepin your kiddies deranged. Its a dark and gritty crusade. The spark gets darker everyday but you just sit and complain. Its too late now. You gotta embrace it. Get wasted. Do bad things!
|
| |
|
|
|
"Let me tell you that I have made a bad mistake this evening.
My girlfriend (who let me tell you is only my 2nd girlfriend of all time) said I am "invited to dinner" with her and her parents. I was very aghast, nervous, and bashful to be invited to such a situation. But I knew it must be done.
I met them nicely, I should tell you, and it started off in a good way. The idea slapped my mind that I should do a comic bit, to make a good impression and become known to them as a person who is amusing.
...
|
| |
|
|
|
Mona Lisa Thefts
On 21 August 1911, the painting was stolen from the Louvre.[27] The theft was not discovered until the next day, when painter Louis Béroud walked into the museum and went to the Salon Carré where the Mona Lisa had been on display for five years, only to find four iron pegs on the wall. Béroud contacted the head of the guards, who thought the painting was being photographed for promotional purposes. A few hours later, Béroud checked back with the Section Chief of the Louvre who confirmed that the Mona Lisa was not with the photographers. The Louvre was closed for an entire week during the investigation.
...
|
| |
|
|
|
An Introduction To Sumerian History
During the 5th millennium BC a people known as the Ubaidians established settlements in the region known later as Sumer; these settlements gradually developed into the chief Sumerian cities, namely Adab, Eridu, Isin, Kish, Kullab, Lagash, Larsa, Nippur, and Ur. Several centuries later, as the Ubaidian settlers prospered, Semites from Syrian and Arabian deserts began to infiltrate, both as peaceful immigrants and as raiders in quest of booty. After about 3250 BC, another people migrated from its homeland, located probably northeast of Mesopotamia, and began to intermarry with the native population. The newcomers, who became known as Sumerians, spoke an agglutinative language unrelated apparently to any other known language.
...
This post is a comment.
|
| |
|
|
|
I had an
unaccountable feeling of fear and uncertainty. At last in the midst of misgivings I fell asleep. I slept fitfully, dreaming
strange dreams, and woke up after short intervals in sharp contrast to my usual deep, uninterrupted sleep. After about 3
a.m. sleep refused to come. I sat up in bed for some time. Sleep had not refreshed me. I still felt fatigued and my
thoughts lacked clarity. The usual time for my meditation was approaching. I decided to begin earlier so that I would not
hav...
This post is a comment.
|
| |