Jesus cancels Milky Way stretch of Second Coming tour

Jesus of Nazareth is cancelling a headline slot on his recent comeback tour, calling Earth “a bit of a shit show”. Explaining the boycott, Jesus cited “environmental catastrophe, entrenched bigotry, economic inequality, senseless consumerism, institutional corruption and Facebook”.

Jesus’ rep said in a statement: “Due to unforeseen circumstances, Jesus is cancelling his upcoming appearances on all Milky Way planets and moons until they get their shit together — maybe next millennia.”

“Any prayers made to Abrahamic prophets can be exchanged for prayers to deities from other star systems. The electromagnetic ghouls of Styv’agh 7, for instance.”

Nerding it up @londonsupercomiccon. Remember kids, not all heroes wear capes. But they all wear the deep-rooted psychological trauma that initially compelled them to fight crime. #lscc2017 #livingthedream

Nerding it up @londonsupercomiccon. Remember kids, not all heroes wear capes. But they all wear the deep-rooted psychological trauma that initially compelled them to fight crime. #lscc2017 #livingthedream

Feels - gotta catch ‘em all #pride🌈 (at Soho)

Feels - gotta catch ‘em all #pride🌈 (at Soho)

If I came to America this summer would anyone have a couch I could crash on?

We, the people on your train at rush hour

1. You are sleepwalking. We, the people on your train at rush hour, are writing to remind you that you are alive and worthy of warmth. Each one of us is someone who knows someone, who knows someone, who knows someone, who knows someone, who knows you. We have guided you your entire life, from six degrees away.

2. Last night, one of us was dumped in a retro diner. Another of us cringed at our body in the bathroom mirror. 6.25% of us are currently fretting about that stupid thing we said.

3. You will never hear the whir of our private aches, nor we yours. But our quiet yearning breathes parallel. A patchwork quilt of tiny pains, that you might momentarily transcend through beer, poetry or when you fuck that Grindr guy.

4. Every jot of a moment is a moth-wing flap arousing hurricanes. Sharing this carriage with us will, due to a series of seemingly trivial, interconnected happenings, alter you and all of us forever.

5. Our personalities have been cultivated through millennia of evolutionary hopscotch. Passed down across generations, your every thought is a fine wine.

6. We, the people on your train at rush hour, are writing to remind you that you are alive and worthy of warmth. Ideally, for a start, your warmth. It is remarkable that any of us are here at all - like getting a right-swipe from the universe.

A few thousand thoughts

We are given a few thousand thoughts each day

And each thought can sing some small kindness

Or sleep-walk us into our aches


We are here, on our holy twinkling trace of dust

To share a cosmic blink, in which

We are given a few thousand thoughts each day

And the freedom to choose how we serve them

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“Thomas Eakins, The swimming hole
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I think I just found my new favourite blog

hotguysinart:

Thomas Eakins, The swimming hole

I think I just found my new favourite blog

The past beats inside me like a second heart.

John Banville, The Sea
(via wordsnquotes)

Rain Drop

Drop Top

I have a fear of intimacy fuelled by a deep-seated belief that I’m fundamentally undeserving of love and I want it to stop stop

When I was a boy
I thought a life just happened, or was there to find.
Wars were aberrations. Poems were another generation’s.
I didn’t realize you made it up, you made them up,
And that the self was not an object but an act,
A sequence of decisions bound together by a noun
But with the feel of fact.

John Koethe, from “Collected Poems,” in Sally’s Hair (via a-pair-of-ragged-claws)