on ao3 like some of these doves aren't even wounded
& what can i tell you my brother my killer what can i possibly say i guess that i miss you i guess i forgive you im glad that you stood in my way
always follow the four g rule .... is it gaudy is it gauche is it grotesque is it godly
That one friend who doesn't really show it but they actually do not fuck around when it comes to simon and garfunkel
sorry for seeing the divine in the monstrous. not my fault.
James Baldwin, from Collected Essays; "Notes of a Native Son"
[Text ID: It began to seem that one would have to hold in the mind forever two ideas which seemed to be opposition. The first idea was acceptance, the acceptance, totally without rancor, of life as it is, and men as they are: in the light of this idea, it goes without saying that injustice is commonplace. But this did not mean that one could be complacent, for the second idea was of equal power: that one must never, in one's own life, accept these injustices as commonplace but must fight them with all one's strength. This fight begins, however, in the heart and it now had been laid to my charge to keep my own heart free of hatred and despair.]