What point on Earth is farthest from its centre?
Hint: It’s not Mt Everest.?
What point on Earth is farthest from its centre?
Hint: It’s not Mt Everest.?
— Pablo Neruda (via Kashif Nadim Chaudry)
Naomi Alderman’s break up letter to God following the events of September 11th, 2001, commissioned for the BBC’s Book of the Week, is a truly poignant, painful reflection.
“But you don’t leave me alone. Of course you don’t. When did you leave anyone alone who just asked you nicely. I’ve had a whole life around you to unpick: My family still love you, my dear friends don’t understand how I could leave you. My new friends, who’ve never met you, can’t understand why I was with you at all—and that’s another kind of loneliness.
“Again and again I’ve tried to root you out, only to find that I learned your ways so well, so young that my whole brain grew up around you. It’s not that you’ve ever stopped talking to me. But just that I’ve had to learn how not to listen.”
“Hello Airplanes? It’s Blimps, You Win.”
I can’t quite bring myself to submit this to fuckyeahairships.
(Source: youtube.com)
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Something to share with my Father. One day.
Tenebrae: Turtle Dove - Trad arr R Vaughan Williams
I’d always thought that I’d want to be married (One day, one day. Have patience) in a big ceremony, but having read these stories of secret weddings the thought of a small sunlit chapel, with just one or two close friends and God as witnesses, is immensely appealing.
— Max Perutz (THE, Nov 1994).