Lemony Snicket

literarystarbucks:

Lemony Snicket goes up to the counter and orders a caffé Americano. It is bitter. The barista is armed. The man in the corner has poisoned someone’s drink. The espresso machine is on fire. Lemony Snicket begins to run down the street as the Starbucks explodes. He is being chased. He spills his coffee.

Foucault

literarystarbucks:

Michel Foucault goes up to the counter and orders an iced coffee. Is his choice a product of his past or his present? Aren’t we all just at the whim of the power structures that control our society? Should we abandon this Starbucks and take control of our own beverages? What do we know about coffee? What do any of us know about anything? The barista, not surprisingly, quits her job.

ANDY WARHOL
Skulls, 1976
four screenprints in color

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leaud:

Y tu mamá también (Alfonso Cuarón, 2001)

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genderoftheday:

Today’s Gender of the Day is: Anything!

tell me spooky stories so i don’t fall asleep

grinderman2:

grinderman2:

have you guys seen the birds that look like they’re wearing joy division shirts

image

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skyler white + character tropes

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Irving Penn: Poppy, showgirl. London, 1968

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"We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger."

T.S. Eliot, “The Cocktail Party” + (via mythologyofblue)

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