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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>Tell me not, in mournful numbers, life is but an empty dream…</description><title>Convivial.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @mnj011)</generator><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Each time my heart is broken it makes me feel more adventurous…"</title><description>““Each time my heart is broken it makes me feel more adventurous…””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Frank O’ Hara&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/49910259913</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/49910259913</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 May 2013 23:44:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Happiness</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;There&amp;#8217;s this big lie going around out there that there is a person out there perfectly designed to exist for your happiness. How disappointing to realize we are that person, and we were created to bring happiness to other people. Those feelings of compassion and self-sacrifice actually make you happy. We are psychologically programmed to be happier when we give instead of take. We&amp;#8217;re all big babies. Growing up means taking responsibility for your own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/49400436983</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/49400436983</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 20:45:05 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Life Lesson</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Introspection and appreciation bring more lasting satisfaction than chasing new distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/49400388234</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/49400388234</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 May 2013 20:44:28 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Morning</title><description>&lt;div class="KonaBody"&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ve got to tell you&lt;br/&gt;how I love you always&lt;br/&gt;I think of it on grey&lt;br/&gt;mornings with death&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;in my mouth the tea&lt;br/&gt;is never hot enough&lt;br/&gt;then and the cigarette&lt;br/&gt;dry the maroon robe&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;chills me I need you&lt;br/&gt;and look out the window&lt;br/&gt;at the noiseless snow&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;At night on the dock&lt;br/&gt;the buses glow like&lt;br/&gt;clouds and I am lonely&lt;br/&gt;thinking of flutes&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I miss you always&lt;br/&gt;when I go to the beach&lt;br/&gt;the sand is wet with&lt;br/&gt;tears that seem mine&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;although I never weep&lt;br/&gt;and hold you in my&lt;br/&gt;heart with a very real&lt;br/&gt;humor you&amp;#8217;d be proud of&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;the parking lot is&lt;br/&gt;crowded and I stand&lt;br/&gt;rattling my keys the car&lt;br/&gt;is empty as a bicycle&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;what are you doing now&lt;br/&gt;where did you eat your&lt;br/&gt;lunch and were there&lt;br/&gt;lots of anchovies it&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;is difficult to think&lt;br/&gt;of you without me in&lt;br/&gt;the sentence you depress&lt;br/&gt;me when you are alone&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Last night the stars&lt;br/&gt;were numerous and today&lt;br/&gt;snow is their calling&lt;br/&gt;card I&amp;#8217;ll not be cordial&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;there is nothing that&lt;br/&gt;distracts me music is&lt;br/&gt;only a crossword puzzle&lt;br/&gt;do you know how it is&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;when you are the only&lt;br/&gt;passenger if there is a&lt;br/&gt;place further from me&lt;br/&gt;I beg you do not go.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div class="poet"&gt;Frank O&amp;#8217;Hara&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/48484930248</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/48484930248</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2013 21:22:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>You are tired....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;You are tired,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of the always puzzle of living and doing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And so am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Come with me, then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And we&amp;#8217;ll leave it far and far away—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;(Only you and I, understand!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;You have played,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And broke the toys you were fondest of,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And are a little tired now;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tired of things that break, and—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Just tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;So am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Open to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;For I will show you the places Nobody knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And, if you like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;The perfect places of Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ah, come with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;That floats forever and a day;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I&amp;#8217;ll sing you the jacinth song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Of the probable stars;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Until I find the Only Flower,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Which shall keep (I think) your little heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;While the moon comes out of the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e.e. cummings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/48484851254</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/48484851254</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Apr 2013 21:21:13 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimeters inside your skull."</title><description>“Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimeters inside your skull.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;George Orwell, 1984&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39631340844</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39631340844</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2013 23:54:44 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one."</title><description>“Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;George Orwell, 1984.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39631310249</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39631310249</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2013 23:54:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite,..."</title><description>“Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39629661788</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39629661788</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2013 23:32:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8ca0577d7a83f21452a1007d76d9d8bd/tumblr_mfthv8K4J31qgyn47o1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39167694271</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/39167694271</guid><pubDate>Sat, 29 Dec 2012 19:11:31 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Nine times out of ten, when you extend your arms to someone, they will step in, because basically..."</title><description>““Nine times out of ten, when you extend your arms to someone, they will step in, because basically they need precisely what you need.” ~Leo Buscaglia”</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36793060505</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36793060505</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:14:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Because, that’s the thing about love, really. No one will love you how you want to be loved, they’ll..."</title><description>““Because, that’s the thing about love, really. No one will love you how you want to be loved, they’ll love you in the only ways they know how. Life throws everyone down drastically different paths so how can we expect everyone to love in the same way? The person you’ll spend your lifetime with will love you in their way and you’ll love in yours, and maybe you’ll meet in the middle and it’ll last. None of us know what we’re doing, you see, we’re just fumbling for matches in the dark. If you’re lucky, you might eventually just strike the right one.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=984"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=984&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36793003950</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36793003950</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:13:56 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"Just say what you mean and mean what you say. Don’t expect someone to read your mind, and..."</title><description>““Just say what you mean and mean what you say. Don’t expect someone to read your mind, and don’t play games with heads or hearts. Don’t tell half truths and expect trust when the full truth comes out. Half truths are no better than lies. Don’t be cold to someone you care about, indifference hurts more than angry words.””</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792944186</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792944186</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:12:49 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I have long since come to believe that people never mean half of what they say, and that it is best..."</title><description>““I have long since come to believe that people never mean half of what they say, and that it is best to disregard their talk and judge only their actions.” ~Dorothy Day”</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792846058</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792846058</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:11:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Video</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0yx1nwtc-Rc?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792671823</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792671823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:07:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=1625</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=1625"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=1625&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.” &lt;span class="author"&gt;~Lemony Snicket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792625050</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792625050</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:06:59 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=1996</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=1996"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=1996&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;“I think there is something beautiful in reveling in sadness. The proof is how beautiful sad songs can be. So I don’t think being sad is to be avoided. It’s apathy and boredom you want to avoid. But feeling anything is good, I think. Maybe that’s sadistic of me.” &lt;span class="author"&gt;~Joseph Gordon-Levitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792440652</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792440652</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:03:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=2006</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=2006"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=2006&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;“People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing - that’s why we recommend it daily.” &lt;span class="author"&gt;~Zig Ziglar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792421866</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36792421866</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2012 00:03:17 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=2298</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=2298"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=2298&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;“I don’t really think of time off as writing blocks. I think that’s a western notion of demonizing inactivity. When your imagination decides it needs to take a nap, maybe that’s what it needs to do.” &lt;span class="author"&gt;~Elliott Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36791756858</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36791756858</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 23:51:15 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=3455</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=3455"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=3455&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;“When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap.” &lt;span class="author"&gt;~Cynthia Heimel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36790389875</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36790389875</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 23:28:03 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=3888</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=3888"&gt;http://www.goodmorningandgoodnight.com/?p=3888&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;“Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.” &lt;span class="author"&gt;~E. E. Cummings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36790177986</link><guid>http://mnj011.tumblr.com/post/36790177986</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2012 23:24:37 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
