MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains   My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains   One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: ’Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,         5  But being too happy in thine happiness,     That thou, light-wingèd Dryad of the trees,           In some melodious plot   Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,     Singest of summer in full-throated ease.  10 O for a draught of vintage! that hath been   Cool’d a long age in the deep-delvèd earth, Tasting of Flora and the country-green,   Dance, and Provençal song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm South!  15  Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,     With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,           And purple-stainèd mouth;   That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,     And with thee fade away into the forest dim:  20 Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget   What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret   Here, where men sit and hear each other groan; Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last grey hairs,  25  Where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies;     Where but to think is to be full of sorrow           And leaden-eyed despairs;   Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,     Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow.  30 Away! away! for I will fly to thee,   Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy,   Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night,  35  And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,     Cluster’d around by all her starry Fays           But here there is no light,   Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown     Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.  40 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,   Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmèd darkness, guess each sweet   Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild;  45  White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine;     Fast-fading violets cover’d up in leaves;           And mid-May’s eldest child,   The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine,     The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.  50 Darkling I listen; and, for many a time   I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call’d him soft names in many a musèd rhyme,   To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die,  55  To cease upon the midnight with no pain,     While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad           In such an ecstasy!   Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain—     To thy high requiem become a sod.  60 Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!   No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard   In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path  65  Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,     She stood in tears amid the alien corn;           The same that ofttimes hath   Charm’d magic casements, opening on the foam     Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.  70 Forlorn! the very word is like a bell   To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well   As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades  75  Past the near meadows, over the still stream,     Up the hill-side; and now ‘tis buried deep           In the next valley-glades:   Was it a vision, or a waking dream?     Fled is that music:—do I wake or sleep?

"It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it."
- Arthur Conan Doyle (via observando)

this isn’t worth a read


I just did this ridiculous astrological / spiritual nonsense and the answers I got are accurate which is the most ridiculous part. 


which made me laugh because in Chicago I was obsessing over this extensive astrology chart of the stars (Wilde and ex presidents and such) 

which led me to the fact that I’ve never bothered to find out the true difference between yin and yang and upon this garbage website telling me I am yang, I finally bothered to Wikipedia binge.


“who would you be willing to be locked in an eternal embrace with for 7,000 years?”
“ its from a site in italy, the first ever man and woman found embracing! the interesting thing is the bones were found in mantua, which is coincidentally where romeo spent his years of exile in romeo and juliet. COOL RIGHT?”
- Marvin So


who would you be willing to be locked in an eternal embrace with for 7,000 years?”

 its from a site in italy, the first ever man and woman found embracing! the interesting thing is the bones were found in mantua, which is coincidentally where romeo spent his years of exile in romeo and juliet. COOL RIGHT?”

- Marvin So

"Sorry I never was everything you ever dreamed
But kept at bay, for just in case that day"
- The Early November “Baby Blue” (The Room’s Too Cold - 2003)

(Source: lyricspaint)

POZ Discussion: The Don’t Miss Tours This Summer



Warped Tour is here, but there are too many other great tours this summer to not head out to. Whether it’s I Am The Avalanche and Somos or Nine Inch Nails and Soundgardner, there’s a little something for everyone. We decided to put together a new PropertyOfZack Discussion on all the “must see” tours this summer, so check them out below and feel free to reblog with the tours you can’t wait to see!


I Am The Avalanche, Somos
With the recent release of their third full length record Wolverines, Avalanche has been on the road essentially nonstop, taking this July/August to storm up and down the I-95 corridor between the greater tri-states and Florida. Even with the recent departure of founding members Mike Ireland and Kellen Robson, the NYC band is pushing on as a 4-piece and sound just as scorching as ever, living out their mission statement of good vibes, good friends, and good times. With shining newcomers Somos along for the ride as well, and with the shows in intimate spaces like Saint Vitus in Brooklyn or the Camel in Richmond, the tour will easily be one of the most sweaty, boisterous, and fun runs that’ll come through the East Coast this summer. Hold tight onto your beers. - Adrienne Fisher


The Early November, I Can Make A Mess 
Acoustic tours are great for many reasons: the smaller rooms, the calmer crowds, and the quiet nature, all of create a more intimate setting. And the best part about this intimate setting? It gives artist a chance to tell stories, talk about their inspirations, and strike up a genuine conversation with the audience. Sometimes they even take requests.

This summer The Early November is heading out on an acoustic tour that also features lead singer Ace Enders’ solo project, I Can Make A Mess. It’s a golden opportunity to see both the man and the band up close and stripped down – and definitely not one to be missed. - Becky Kovach


Touché Amoré, Tigers Jaw
Even though at first glance is seems that someone threw the names of all the bands from our circle into a bag and pulled out three random ones for this tour, in actuality, the lineup really couldn’t make more sense. It’s a meeting of the minds for three separate sonic corners of modern day punk/emo/hardcore, featuring three extraordinary and prolific bands - it’s a rare no-filler, no-bullshit bill.

Read More