SUDDENLY SOMEONE

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The unleashed power of the atom has changed everything save our modes of thinking and we thus drift toward unparalleled catastrophe.

April is the cruellest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain.

Here’s to the stirring and to the sunlight and maybe, if the Universe and the Rocky Mountains can manage, a bit of warm rain. 

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:

Cancer: This week is about dreaming up things that scare you, dreaming up visions that light up your sky, dreaming up futures so bright that they hurt your eyes. This week is about making the wildest plans and owning them, speaking their names, repeating them to yourself like a poem, like a prayer. Let your dreams carry you this week, let them feed you, let them flow through your veins. Listen to loud songs and get ready to do the work. Get ready to make your world explode into joy.

Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

What are the names of my dreams? What do I want? Naming a thing gives it power. This winter has been so long, and I’ve felt so heavy in my body for the last few months. Maybe it’s time to start making my own space.

What are the names of my dreams? A job in DC. Money to pay off my loans, to travel once in a while. To be surrounded by friends in a new place. Beer in the sun and someone’s hand to hold on the train home late at night.

I need this week. It’s spring break, the last spring break I’ll ever have. 

I bought new running shoes and they came in the mail today. I finally got my resumé to fit on one page. Tomorrow I’m seeing my parents for the first time since December.

Time to send out 50 resumés. Time to plan and research and scheme. Time to finally fill up that journal, time to hug my boyfriend extra tight because it’s all going to be over in 11 weeks, in the blink of an eye. Graduating. Here I come. 

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:

Cancer: This week, you’re going to feel called by your strangest dreams; you’re going to feel pulled by your most secret desires. Even at work, even in the grocery store, even on your slowest and greyest days, glittering visions of other worlds and other lives are will haunt you, they’ll call to you, they’ll stop you in your tracks with the bright beauty of what could be, if things were different. Be brave enough to say yes to these alternate worlds if you want them; be brave enough to say no.

Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

Holy shit. 

humansofnewyork:

"I wish I’d partied a little less. People always say ‘be true to yourself.’ But that’s misleading, because there are two selves. There’s your short term self, and there’s your long term self. And if you’re only true to your short term self, your long term self slowly decays."