I Am Loony Lovegood

Blame it on the Nargles.

Sierra, 22, College Student.
Positive Thinking, Poetry, Writing, Harry Potter, Health, T.S. Eliot, Weed, Emma Watson, Sex, Peace, Misfits S.1-3, Avengers, Batman & Robin, Coffee, Inspiring Quotes, Being a Romantic Hippie, and whatever else I’m into.
I’m horribly introverted. But I am a gentle creature with a quiet voice and a vivacious spirit. And if you’re a living being, I already love you, and I care about your plights.

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Going to visit Everglades University this afternoon.

I’m so overly done with analyzing and interpreting literature. It was definitely a learning experience but it’s time for me to move on to something that I can actually use to help people and be able to help people to help themselves.
I cannot express how excited I am to explore the fields of Holistic Health and Alternative Medicine!

# alternative medicine

# western medicine

# agaisnt western medicine

jthenr-comics-vault:

“I heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed, life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in threatening world. Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town. Go see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears.”But doctor” He says, “I am Pagliacci.” Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.”

Rorschach by Dave Gibbons
Words by Alan Moore

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↵ Reblogged from mystupidityinfectseverything

I am so fucking sick of how pompous English majors can be.

My fucking classmates act like God blesses the ground they walk on.

And for the record, “Leda and the Swan” is repulsive and if I never read Yeats again it will be too soon.

commovente:

For another day or two I’ll be selling my book, The Anatomy of Being, 20% off!

If you don’t know her, you need to know her.

↵ Reblogged from commovente

I get to do my big Lit paper on Eliot’s “Prufrock” I am so excited I could dance around the room!

# the love song of j. alfred prufrock

Today my literature professor called Twilight a “travesty”

I’m so tired of feeling stupid.

TO ALL THE BOOKS, TV SHOWS, MOVIES, AND MUSIC I FELL BEHIND ON DURING THE SEMESTER DUE TO HW:

COME CHRISTMAS BREAK, YOUSE GONNA GET DID.

essay…..nearly finished…….last paragraph………..icant……….ICANT….ICAANNNNTTTTT

Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed,
The dear repose for limbs with travel tired;
But then begins a journey in my head,
To work my mind, when body’s work’s expired:
For then my thoughts, from far where I abide,
Intend a zealous pilgrimage to thee,
And keep my drooping eyelids open wide,
Looking on darkness which the blind do see
Save that my soul’s imaginary sight
Presents thy shadow to my sightless view,
Which, like a jewel hung in ghastly night,
Makes black night beauteous and her old face new.
Lo! thus, by day my limbs, by night my mind,
For thee and for myself no quiet find.

Sonnet 27, William Shakespeare

And when you make love to her you feel true and beautiful passion. And you for at least that moment lose your fear of death”… “I believe that love that is true and real creates a respite from death. All cowardice comes from not loving, or not loving well, which is the same thing. And when the man who is brave and true looks death squarely in the face like some rhino hunters I know, or Belmonte, who’s truly brave. It is because they love with sufficient passion to push death out of their minds, until the return that it does to all men. And then you must make really good love again.

Ernest Hemingway, Midnight in Paris

Man I hate those people in your classes who make you feel stupid for expressing your opinions and ideas. Like fuck you, I’m a person and I have a right to my options too, assholes.

I’m a literature major who doesn’t fit in with the other lit majors in my class.

I really must be totally weird.

Guys bear with me, I’m having a highmoment.

I was washing the dishes while waiting for my cake to finish baking and I was thinking about T.S. Eliot’s poetry and then I remembered one of his famous quotes:

We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.

And I know what he’s explaining, but not till I was high did I really understand it. Because sometimes when you’re high, you start thinking about your life and the things you’ve experienced and the knowledge you gained experiencing those things (like I am now and you are too), but then I realized that being high gives you the opportunity of brand new thoughts/ideas/perspectives and so when you “revisit” old knowledge you’ve learned, you understand it in a totally different way.

And I found that incredible enlightening and wanted to share that with you all. Now I’m gonna go eat my cake.

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