“You go home, but you can’t empty your head of all transpired during the day. You’ve brought it all home with you. You just can’t rid yourself of those people and words.”
— Mikhail Shishkin, from Maidenhair
(Open Letter Books, 2012)
“You go home, but you can’t empty your head of all transpired during the day. You’ve brought it all home with you. You just can’t rid yourself of those people and words.”
— Mikhail Shishkin, from Maidenhair
(Open Letter Books, 2012)
“(…) memory is no friend. It can only tell you what you no longer have:”
— Margaret Atwood, from A Visit in “Morning In The Burned House”
“Forget about sex. Just play first. Dance, sing, read to each other, breathe together - communicate. Don’t count on sex to be the door to intimacy. It’s the other way around: first develop intimacy skills. Then make love to enjoy them.”
— Margot Anand (via sexisspirituality)
“You will never be completely at home again because part of your heart will always be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place.”
— Miriam Adeney (via purplebuddhaquotes)
“Home is where somebody notices when you are no longer there.”
— Aleksandar Hemon
Charles Kinsey, 47, a behavior therapist from South Florida was shot in the leg three times by the police in North Miami while laying on the ground with his arms up and trying to help his patient with autism who had run away from a group home.
It all started when someone called 911 and said there was a man walking around with a gun. However it was Kinsey’s patient who was sitting on the ground cross-legged, playing with a toy truck.
The police shot him, handcuffed him and left him on ground bleeding.
North Miami police have not released much information at all. They haven’t released the officer’s name, they haven’t given us an update on the investigation. However, they did say that the state attorney is now a part of this investigation.

#StopPoliceBrutality #NorthMiamiPoliceDepartment
“This sadness is a longing, a signature from God, reminding you that you don’t belong here, that this isn’t your home.”
— Key Ballah
