I’m the saddest kitten cuz my pup is gone



rock fan: rap sucks, they don’t talk about anything that matters
the beatles: I am the eggman, they are the eggmen, I am the walrus, goo goo goo joob

I love my little puppy

(this is his gf) 


(by Karen Sofia Colon)

(by Karen Sofia Colon)
Headlines for July 25, 2014
Headlines for July 25, 2014

Iol I’m on democracy now at 3:33 behind the free gaza sign.


The “fight for futurism” was a deliberately outrageous campaign against contemporary art and literature initiated in Moscow and carried on in the provincial cities of Russia. To advertise their first appearance on October 13, 1913, the futurist comrades, Burliuk, Mayakovsky, Kamensky, and Livshits, gathered at a busy point in Moscow and at exactly noon set off down the street with a slow and solemn step, each in turn reciting his latest, most shocking “futurist” poems. Their mien as they moved was stern and serious and they didn’t smile at all, though Mayakovsky was wearing an orange blouse (supposedly made for him by his mother and sisters), Burliuk was in a top hat and frock coat and had a dog with rampant tail painted on his cheek, Livshits wore an extravagant tie and handkerchief, Kamensky, who was an aviator, had an airplane painted on his face, and they all wore wooden spoons, instead of green carnations, in their buttonholes. Kamensky in his book describes the wild consternation of the crowds that gathered to observe this literary phenomenon. Amusement turned into outrage and even fear. Members of the crowd threatened to beat the poets. Someone called the police, who tried to break it up. A young girl offered Mayakovsky an orange, which he proceeded to eat. “He’s eating! He’s eating!” the whisper went up and down the street.

—Edward J. Brown, Mayakovsky: A Poet in the Revolution
"In my opinion, then, Marxism is an instrument of research and discovery; it is valid only if one makes use of it. […] We must use it to discover what is new in the world. It is not a system or a dogma but a reference. Marxism is a method that, on the one hand, depends on a certain number of determined concepts, but, on the other hand, is analytic and critical of a certain historical process of becoming. […] Moreover, there is a strategic objective: to change the world. It is this imperative that leads us to introduce notions and ideas not found in Marx’s thinking."
Henri Lefebvre, 'Towards a Leftist Cultural Politics: Remarks Occasioned by the Centenary of Marx's Death'  (via aidsnegligee)

spring forward

in a
hopping onto
the 5 when
I should
have been
on the 6
or numbers
have never
been my forte
empirically proven
by my foot
caught in the
door overheard
an automated voice
implores me to
stay clear of
the closing doors
I’m not for those