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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>Joshua. 21. Wilfrid Laurier University. Simple thoughts.</description><title>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @ofmyreverberations)</generator><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/23399eb19747082b1ec5b27bf7c1d8c1/tumblr_mgiyhacqGz1qe7mxjo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50779700969</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50779700969</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 22:35:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of..."</title><description>“I am not the first person you loved.&lt;br/&gt;
You are not the first person I looked at&lt;br/&gt;
with a mouthful of forevers. We&lt;br/&gt;
have both known loss like the sharp edge&lt;br/&gt;
of a knife. We have both lived with lips&lt;br/&gt;
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came&lt;br/&gt;
unannounced in the middle of the night.&lt;br/&gt;
Our love came when we’d given up&lt;br/&gt;
on asking love to come. I think&lt;br/&gt;
that has to be part&lt;br/&gt;
of its miracle.&lt;p&gt;
This is how we heal.&lt;br/&gt;
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You&lt;br/&gt;
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms&lt;br/&gt;
will bandage and we will press promises&lt;br/&gt;
between us like flowers in a book.&lt;br/&gt;
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat&lt;br/&gt;
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar&lt;br/&gt;
on your nose. I will write a dictionary&lt;br/&gt;
of all the words I have used trying&lt;br/&gt;
to describe the way it feels to have finally,&lt;br/&gt;
finally found you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
And I will not be afraid&lt;br/&gt;
of your scars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
I know sometimes&lt;br/&gt;
it’s still hard to let me see you&lt;br/&gt;
in all your cracked perfection,&lt;br/&gt;
but please know:&lt;br/&gt;
whether it’s the days you burn&lt;br/&gt;
more brilliant than the sun&lt;br/&gt;
or the nights you collapse into my lap&lt;br/&gt;
your body broken into a thousand questions,&lt;br/&gt;
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.&lt;br/&gt;
I will love you when you are a still day.&lt;br/&gt;
I will love you when you are a hurricane.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://clementinevonradics.tumblr.com/"&gt;Clementine von Radics&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Mouthful of Forevers&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://adderalldust.tumblr.com/"&gt;adderalldust&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50771253963</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50771253963</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 20:29:03 -0400</pubDate><category>clementine von radics</category><category>mouthful of forevers</category><category>life</category><category>love</category><category>relationships</category><category>perfect</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/2b68ef7c01b6ae4000599f8e20f6766d/tumblr_mmm1qoklOv1r6ym66o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50769159872</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50769159872</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 19:56:16 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Always listen to yourself, Peekay. It is better to be wrong than to simply follow convention. If you..."</title><description>“Always listen to yourself, Peekay. It is better to be wrong than to simply follow convention. If you are wrong, no matter, you have learned something and you will grow stronger. If you are right, you have taken another step toward a fulfilling life.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;from The Power of One, by Bryce Courtenay&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50745482072</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50745482072</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 14:21:40 -0400</pubDate><category>the power of one</category><category>bryce courtenay</category><category>novel</category><category>book</category><category>life</category><category>relevant</category><category>words to live by</category></item><item><title>lilafrikanchild:

Yeezy On A Wall…New Slaves
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8bd8342e52d8885f2593d362d80f280f/tumblr_mmz6aocWoM1r3xukho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lilafrikanchild.tumblr.com/post/50703039137/yeezy-on-a-wall-new-slaves"&gt;lilafrikanchild&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yeezy On A Wall…New Slaves&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50706896686</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50706896686</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:47:47 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My journal is becoming more like a workbook,a sculpture,I&amp;#8217;m trying to fill in the...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My journal is becoming more like a workbook,&lt;br/&gt;a sculpture,&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m trying to fill in the blanks.&lt;br/&gt;I&amp;#8217;m trying to find my lines. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know I am filling and finding and growing.&lt;br/&gt;This summer will be good, but not in the way I expected. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50705781163</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50705781163</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 00:29:00 -0400</pubDate><category>writing</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f9bafd86aa32836dc7189b13a56523ff/tumblr_mmv2vtMY7W1s8cqemo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50685430985</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50685430985</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 19:30:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Today, instead of doing anything I had planned to do, I went and sat on the floor of a record shop...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today, instead of doing anything I had planned to do, I went and sat on the floor of a record shop for a couple hours. New records is such a good feeling. I got:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Otis Redding - Lonely and Blue&lt;br/&gt;Johnny Mathis and Deniece Williams - That&amp;#8217;s What Friends Are For&lt;br/&gt;Air Supply - The One That You Love&lt;br/&gt;Lawrence Welk - Yellow Bird&lt;br/&gt;H2O - All That Glitters (Rusts In Time) Single&lt;br/&gt;Earth, Wind and Fire - The Best Of&lt;br/&gt;Roberta Flack - Blue Lights in the Basement&lt;br/&gt;Johnny Mathis - Close To You&lt;br/&gt;Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass - The Brass Are Comin&amp;#8217;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m so excited. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50673811641</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50673811641</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 16:44:00 -0400</pubDate><category>writing</category><category>records</category><category>lp</category><category>vinyl</category></item><item><title>"As a young man, I harbored the populist idea of writing for the public. I learned that the public..."</title><description>““As a young man, I harbored the populist idea of writing for the public. I learned that the public didn’t care. So I decided to write for myself. Since then, people have gotten interested.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Elliott Carter (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://almaspring.tumblr.com/"&gt;almaspring&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50660842746</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50660842746</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 13:06:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the ones that have been told to you."</title><description>“Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the ones that have been told to you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maya Angelou (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://creatingaquietmind.tumblr.com/"&gt;creatingaquietmind&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;take a year. take a lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://youarenotyou.tumblr.com/"&gt;youarenotyou&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50655734680</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50655734680</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:26:17 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>complex-shadow:

Cause the only thing you’re takin’ is your...</title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F92566239&amp;liking=false&amp;sharing=false&amp;origin=tumblr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" class="soundcloud_audio_player" width="500" height="116"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://complex-shadow.tumblr.com/post/50655398048/cause-the-only-thing-youre-takin-is-your-clothes"&gt;complex-shadow&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cause the only thing you’re takin’ is your clothes off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50655555771</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50655555771</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 11:22:32 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>humanrightswatch:



Gay rights activists march in Tbilisi,...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7c780b264706972cb5f09b33295eefd0/tumblr_mmy5v3ntSU1r2y8uzo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://humanrightswatch.tumblr.com/post/50653358272/gay-rights-activists-march-in-tbilisi-georgia-to" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;humanrightswatch&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="views-field-field-image-caption-value"&gt;
&lt;div class="field-content"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gay rights activists march in Tbilisi, Georgia to mark The International Day Against Homophobia and Transphobia (IDAHO) on May 17, 2012.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="views-field-field-copyright-value"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="field-content"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="views-field-field-copyright-value"&gt;&lt;span class="field-content"&gt;© 2012 Reuters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50653391744</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50653391744</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 10:36:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>My refrigerator sings me to sleep, there is peace here. It is quiet and it is hidden. There&amp;#8217;s...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My refrigerator sings me to sleep, &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;there is peace here. It is quiet and it is hidden. There&amp;#8217;s nothing original I can say about this sense of &amp;#8220;becoming&amp;#8221; I feel. Maybe that&amp;#8217;s okay. I&amp;#8217;ll settle into my unoriginality and say,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Life is beautiful. Being 21 is quite the fucking experience, and no one really warns you about it. I think that&amp;#8217;s okay too. Not having everything together and being able to feel and think and process and churn out daily me, who I am, makes me smile like&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I feel like I&amp;#8217;ve found centre. Like I&amp;#8217;ve squeezed and scraped this heart-skin into so many different and incorrect spaces, and have finally found the right one. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is the life I am going to live. That feels like a title to a story. If I only ever make one statement in my life, I want it to be that. I want to learn to yell that as loud as I can. &lt;span&gt;My Statement of Purpose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50637805381</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50637805381</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 02:31:53 -0400</pubDate><category>writing</category><category>it's 230am</category><category>the perfect time to make sweeping statements about life in general</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/744a2c8f9b898935a639ae5e1705bc41/tumblr_mjcpm9WsXr1r706dko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50576416836</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50576416836</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:57:55 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>I made my first beat yesterday. Check it out. </title><description>&lt;iframe src="https://w.soundcloud.com/player/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fapi.soundcloud.com%2Ftracks%2F92398008&amp;liking=false&amp;sharing=false&amp;origin=tumblr" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" class="soundcloud_audio_player" width="500" height="116"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;I made my first beat yesterday. Check it out. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50576299605</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50576299605</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 09:55:00 -0400</pubDate><category>SoundCloud</category><category>bowmatron</category><category>Beats</category><category>hip-hop</category><category>trap</category><category>trapmusic</category></item><item><title>Spring night,

I had a half-asleep dream of you, a quarter of a continent away, drifting away...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Spring night,&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I had a half-asleep dream of you, a quarter of a continent away, drifting away further from me into a dream-filled ocean, your bed a giant wooden apple crate. I&amp;#8217;m drifting there too. Lets meet in the middle.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50561066604</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50561066604</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 02:04:30 -0400</pubDate><category>writing</category><category>incoherent love dreams</category></item><item><title>waddiwasiwaltz:

karenkavett:

Spending my night playing...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/4b186e6a94049b3781b38b75b53d13a7/tumblr_mmvj15Zn1v1qky1uso1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/00af10612cac7e89ef9d01e686e7873f/tumblr_mmvj15Zn1v1qky1uso2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://waddiwasiwaltz.tumblr.com/post/50558520203/karenkavett-spending-my-night-playing" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;waddiwasiwaltz&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://karenkavett.tumblr.com/post/50556249391/spending-my-night-playing-geoguessr-where-youre"&gt;karenkavett&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Spending my night playing &lt;a href="http://www.geoguessr.com/"&gt;GeoGuessr&lt;/a&gt;, where you’re shown a random place on Google Street View and you have to try to place it on the map. I didn’t do so well this round.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is actually super addictive and fun. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Reblogging for tomorrow&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50560027757</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50560027757</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 01:40:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/11a2499b466bc5d29b6218402b5c47d7/tumblr_mjmc3cH0xL1rvnnvyo2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8a086bce12b1f3243a8e83de35e31aee/tumblr_mjmc3cH0xL1rvnnvyo1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/0e6dcedbb328bef74442499508359313/tumblr_mjmc3cH0xL1rvnnvyo4_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3d29ff507a3b5dd1e1080b1a611b6f8b/tumblr_mjmc3cH0xL1rvnnvyo3_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50556415806</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50556415806</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 00:29:59 -0400</pubDate><category>dead</category><category>every time</category></item><item><title>"It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you’re curled up there beside..."</title><description>“It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you’re curled up there beside me, fast asleep. And I think how great it would be if it were true.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Haruki Murakami (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50552890388</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50552890388</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 23:34:11 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you."</title><description>“Just in case you ever foolishly forget; I’m never not thinking of you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Virginia Woolf, &lt;em&gt;Selected Letters&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://sorakeem.tumblr.com/"&gt;sorakeem&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50532261350</link><guid>http://ofmyreverberations.tumblr.com/post/50532261350</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 19:14:23 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
