c. baudelaire

Fleurs du Mal

It’s Ennui! — his eye brimming with spontaneous tear
He dreams of the gallows in the haze of his hookah.
You know him, reader, this delicate monster,
Hypocritical reader, my likeness, my brother!

from thealgorthym.tumblr.com

“who is the first person to “find” something anyway? are YOU the person that made it viral or was it one of your rebloggers. can you really ever be sure?”

and ye,
you are called globe
and contingency by thy name
all in all
as water

lest ye cry
under the weight
of verse and form

form less verses than narrative

formless verses
then, narrative

piercing futures
chosen objects

and when i lost it

i lost it

telephasic workshop – boards of canada [live]

wartimewarnerbros.

can’t answer you kid

are gifts inefficient?

the price allocated to the gift by the donee is lower than the cost the donor has expended – is christmas really an inefficient exercise? widespread collective loss in the marketplace.

– J. Waldfogel, “The Deadweight Loss of Christmas:, 83 Am.Econ.Rev. 1328 (1993) – not to mention that it is frowned upon to reintroduce gifts into the marketplace – is that wealth lost forever?

if this is critiqued for the fact that it doesn’t factor in sentimental measures of value why isn’t biodiversity or environmental policy factored in to other efficiency arguments?

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keats also has something to say i suppose

 

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O Attic shape!  Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say’st,
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty,” – that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

george santayana defined beauty as

a pleasure regarded as a quality of the thing

not bad.