February 2012
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January 2012
9 posts
INTO THE WILD
Wayne Westerberg: Outdoorsman. What's your fascination with all that stuff?
Christopher McCandless: I'm going to Alaska.
Wayne Westerberg: Alaska, Alaska? Or city Alaska? Because they do have markets in Alaska. The city of Alaska. Not in Alaska. In the city of Alaska, they have markets.
Christopher McCandless: No, man. Alaska, Alaska. I'm gonna be all the way out there, all the way fucking out there. Just on my own. You know, no fucking watch, no map, no axe, no nothing. No nothing. Just be out there. Just be out there in it. You know, big mountains, rivers, sky, game. Just be out there in it, you know? In the wild.
Wayne Westerberg: In the wild.
Christopher McCandless: Just wild!
Wayne Westerberg: Yeah. What are you doing when we're there? Now you're in the wild, what are we doing?
Christopher McCandless: You're just living, man. You're just there, in that moment, in that special place and time. Maybe when I get back, I can write a book about my travels.
Wayne Westerberg: Yeah. Why not?
Christopher McCandless: You know, about getting out of this sick society. Society!
Wayne Westerberg: [coughs] Society! Society!
Christopher McCandless: Society, man! You know, society! Cause, you know what I don't understand? I don't understand why people, why every fucking person is so bad to each other so fucking often. It doesn't make sense to me. Judgment. Control. All that, the whole spectrum. Well, it just...
Wayne Westerberg: What "people" we talking about?
Christopher McCandless: You know, parents, hypocrites, politicians, pricks.
Wayne Westerberg: This is a mistake. It's a mistake to get too deep into all that kind of stuff. Alex, you're a hell of a young guy, a hell of a young guy. But I promise you this. You're a young guy! Can't be juggling blood and fire all the time!
December 2011
16 posts
“The sea’s only gifts are harsh blows, and occasionally the chance to feel...”
– ― Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild
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“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when...”
– Henry Miller (via skeletales)
November 2011
5 posts
thesearebones:
must stop wishing i were someone else
there were days. when blue was clean and green was blue.
but now all i see is the grays in between and the stomped out marrow. the seeds i once held on to, but casually blew away. i wish i could see you face more clearer. but all i get is double.
October 2011
15 posts
there are far, far better things ahead than any we...
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September 2011
12 posts
