Every Day and Every Night

For the blind man in the dark room looking for the black cat that isn't there.
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Rakimou - Plaid

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You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

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This Gentle Hearts Like Shot Bird’s Fallen - A Silver Mt. Zion

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there’s a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I’m too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody’s asleep.
I say, I know that you’re there,
so don’t be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he’s singing a little
in there, I haven’t quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it’s nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don’t
weep, do
you?

From “The Blue Bird” by Charles Bukowski

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Each person is only given so many evenings and each wasted evening is a gross violation against the natural course of your only life.

Charles Bukowski

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