January 2012
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The power of the minstrel show as a ritual of race-making lay in the ambiguity...
– R.G. Lee, (1999), Orientals, pp35.
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Now I see the secret of making the best person: it is to grow in the open air...
– Walt Whitman (via fernsandmoss)
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drinking tea alone—
every day the butterfly
stops by
– Issa (via yama-bato)
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Birds scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning...
– Kurt Cobain (via accidentalism)
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Just as none of us is outside or beyond geography, none of us is completely free...
– Edward Said’s Culture and Imperialism (1993), p.7 (via verticaltime)
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