"Anything beautiful fades away, and anything ugly fades away, too. It almost hurts to love things, because they have to stop being that. And that's just the nature of life." -Conor Oberst-
and it makes me extremely sad to hear this news. so i can only hope he will be okay.
"i'm willing to break myself to shake this hell from everything i touch i'm willing to bleed for days my reds and greys so you don't hurt so much so much so much" -break myself-
"but i won't let this get me i will fight" -watch the sky-
In anxiety one feels uncanny. Here the peculiar indefiniteness of that which Dasein finds itself alongside in anxiety, comes proximally to expression: the nothing and nowhere. But here uncanniness also means not-being-at-home [das Nicht-zuhause-sein]. In our first indication of the phenomenal character of Dasein's basic state and in our clarification of the existential meaning of "Being-in" as distinguished from the categorial signification of "insideness," Being-in was defined as "residing alongside..", "Being-familiar with.." This character of Being-in was then brought to view more concretely through the everyday publicness of the "they", which brings tranquilized self-assurance- 'Being-at-home', with all its obviousness- into the average everydayness of Dasein. On the other hand, as Dasein falls, anxiety brings it back from its absorption in the world. Everyday familiarity collapses. Dasein has been individualized, but individualized as Being-in-the-world. Being-in enters into the existential mode of the not-at-home. Nothing else is meant by our talk about uncanniness.32
32 Which only goes to prove the existence of crack back in the early twentieth century. Certainly this geezer must of gotten hung up on a pretty wicked rock habit to start spouting such nonsense. Crazier still, I've just now been wondering if something about this passage may have acutally affected me, which I know doesn't exactly follow, especially since that would imply something in it really does make sense, and I just got finished calling it non-sense.
so you like guys in uniform
i think i'll buy a uniform
so maybe then you'll like me better
and maybe i would like me better [okay, i probably got those lyrics wrong.. imsry maybe]
haha.. when i was leaving work today, kirk was like, "goodbye, kelsey. you are now leaving hell." LMAO. i almost died. and kyle was like ten feet away, too.