(the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls)
posted by ttractor @ 7:33 PM
jolie laide
I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.
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I love this
The prophets are back!
I saw this written in the subway yesterday morning. I walked away with a big grin on my face and "The Sound of Silence" started playing in my head. But even though that is a dark song, this little shout out from a peeling old advert just thrilled me. Welcome! what a concept! to this moment! yes! and I thank whoever put it there for making me mindful. (although I realize that it could be sarcastic, I choose not to see it that way)
welcome to hell
yeah, rm, I was aware that standing in a dank subway, in a bleary morning, facing a wall, squinting at the letters could be a what fresh hell is this moment. but I decided to go for the surprise, puckish invitation instead!
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