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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Trying again. I like reading, cooking, working out, sleeping too late, writing, going to school, pretty clothes, trucks, makeup, fall, spring, birthdays.</description><title>Glass House.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @brainsurgery)</generator><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Darkling I listen; and, for many a time
    I have been half in love with easeful Death,
Called him..."</title><description>“Darkling I listen; and, for many a time&lt;br/&gt;
    I have been half in love with easeful Death,&lt;br/&gt;
Called him soft names in many a mused rhyme,&lt;br/&gt;
    To take into the air my quiet breath…”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Keats, from “Ode to a Nightingale.”&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/78073850</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/78073850</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 10:11:58 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>(I just found this while I was going through my computer.)
We...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://20.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKjwpxva53wgkVA7so1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I just found this while I was going through my computer.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We will kick your fucking ass.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/78073290</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/78073290</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 10:09:12 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>We finally went to the cupcake bakery on Glenwood. I had two.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKjvret7oTGMrIoK8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;We finally went to the cupcake bakery on Glenwood. I had two.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77896739</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77896739</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 18:02:36 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Les Miserables.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;“Nothing can be sadder or more profound than to see a thousand things for the first and last time. To journey is to be born and die each minute.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“Her whole being quivered as though at the unfolding of invisible wings making ready to spread and bear her upward.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“There utter darkness and here shadow; but a shadow filled with light, a light filled with radiance.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77896246</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77896246</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 18:00:24 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://12.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKjvqq4esxEDTNcZfo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77892548</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77892548</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 17:43:24 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Oakwood Cemetery, memory house.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://10.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKjvqolfsMAd1Pxzlo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oakwood Cemetery, memory house.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77892230</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/77892230</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 17:42:00 -0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Difficult times have helped me understand better than before, how infinitely rich and beautiful life..."</title><description>“Difficult times have helped me understand better than before, how infinitely rich and beautiful life is in every way, and that so many things that one goes worrying about are of no importance whatsoever.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Isak Dinesen.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50915514</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50915514</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Sep 2008 15:58:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://16.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKdyjfjxvK7Y0A71ko1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50448330</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50448330</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 13:44:18 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have a trunk containing continents."</title><description>“I have a trunk containing continents.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Beryl Markham.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50011376</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50011376</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 10:22:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>She Walks in Beauty.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;She walks in beauty, like the night &lt;br/&gt;        Of cloudless climes and starry skies; &lt;br/&gt;    And all that’s best of dark and bright &lt;br/&gt;        Meet in her aspect and her eyes: &lt;br/&gt;    Thus mellowed to that tender light &lt;br/&gt;        Which heaven to gaudy day denies&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; One shade the more, one ray the less, &lt;br/&gt;        Had half impaired the nameless grace &lt;br/&gt;    Which waves in every raven tress, &lt;br/&gt;        Or softly lightens o’er her face; &lt;br/&gt;    Where thoughts serenely sweet express, &lt;br/&gt;        How pure, how dear their dwelling-place&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, &lt;br/&gt;        So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, &lt;br/&gt;    The smiles that win, the tints that glow, &lt;br/&gt;        But tell of days in goodness spent, &lt;br/&gt;    A mind at peace with all below, &lt;br/&gt;        A heart whose love is innocent!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;—Byron, who was, according to popular opinion, “mad, bad, and dangerous to know.”&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50011268</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50011268</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 10:21:50 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"He who fights with monsters must take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for..."</title><description>“He who fights with monsters must take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Freidrich Nietzsche.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50010976</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/50010976</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 10:18:40 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>aja:

Objects In Motion // 8x10 print. $20.
Buy one.
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_xclick&amp;business=paypal%40fivefivetwofive%2ecom&amp;item_name=blue%20love&amp;amount=20%2e00&amp;no_shipping=0&amp;no_note=1&amp;currency_code=USD&amp;lc=US&amp;bn=PP%2dBuyNowBF&amp;charset=UTF%2d8"&gt;Objects In Motion&lt;/a&gt; // 8x10 print. $20.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_xclick&amp;business=paypal%40fivefivetwofive%2ecom&amp;item_name=blue%20love&amp;amount=20%2e00&amp;no_shipping=0&amp;no_note=1&amp;currency_code=USD&amp;lc=US&amp;bn=PP%2dBuyNowBF&amp;charset=UTF%2d8"&gt;Buy one.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49799693</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49799693</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 20:10:53 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Transcendental.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I read Emerson and Thoreau for the first time in a long time the other day, and remembered how energetic they are, how stoked on life. Reading Emerson especially is like jumping off a pier into a cold lake. Some quotes from him that I love, however soft-ball or “self-help” they may sound:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“We do what we must, and call it by the best names.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Immortality. I notice that as soon as writers broach this question they begin to quote. I hate quotation. Tell me what you know.”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The most quotable man hates quotations.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And then there are these. School projects on the internets!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49796492</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49796492</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 19:42:59 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>yotaroh:

大徳寺 高桐院 (via Masahiro Makino)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://5.media.tumblr.com/LHs7fKbjZdq0eklu2JTp6hPV_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://yotaroh.tumblr.com/post/49614528/via-masahiro-makino"&gt;yotaroh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kyoto-photo/2474104142/"&gt;大徳寺 高桐院&lt;/a&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kyoto-photo/"&gt;Masahiro Makino&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49778292</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49778292</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 16:32:42 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="225" data="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1465284&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00ADEF"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="best" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="showAll" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1465284&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00ADEF" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1465284&amp;server=www.vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=00ADEF&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49776672</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49776672</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 16:16:20 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>I've got a small problem.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I’m sort of sick, in the way that I always get sick: which is to say, only annoyingly so. I’ve got a sore throat and a dry cough that won’t stop. It’s 3 a.m. It’s 3 a.m. and I’ve got a dry cough that won’t stop. I can’t go to sleep. How terrible is it to have a nasty tickle in your throat, acting up at the very minute you lay your head down next to a sweet, warm person?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27372871@N07/2784584120/" title="Welcome by marloweyo, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img width="500" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2784584120_9ff83f7b72.jpg" alt="Welcome" height="375"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That’s another picture of my new school. A teacher told me today that my comment on “No Haid Pawn” was beautiful and neato and he hoped that everyone wrote it down. I don’t take compliments well, and I don’t give them well, but for some reason I was really flattered that this professor I respect was respecting me back. I probably care too much about literature, especially about the small themes and “neato” little things, but it’s nice to know that there are successful people who care about those things too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’m going to go try to sleep and cough my lungs up some more. Hopefully tomorrow morning will be a little less sickly than tonight.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49672962</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49672962</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 00:04:53 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden,..."</title><description>“I once had a sparrow alight upon my shoulder for a moment, while I was hoeing in a village garden, and I felt that I was more distinguished by that circumstance than I should have been by any epaulet I could have worn.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Thoreau.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49638709</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49638709</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 18:27:19 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Three Ships, N.C. Wyeth.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://8.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKdq8ui1sshQrctYF_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Three Ships,&lt;/i&gt; N.C. Wyeth.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49638577</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49638577</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 18:25:50 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>The Giant</title><description>&lt;img src="http://3.media.tumblr.com/AFYs9iRAKdq8t5bkeScNdrjQ_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Giant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49638456</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49638456</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 18:24:47 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"If a fish is the movement of water embodied, given shape, then cat is a diagram and pattern of..."</title><description>“If a fish is the movement of water embodied, given shape, then cat is a diagram and pattern of subtle air.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;So thinking about getting allergy shots and getting a cat.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49419160</link><guid>http://brainsurgery.tumblr.com/post/49419160</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 08:23:00 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
