Depression Party

Make your own candy heart

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 18:15:25 -0700

“Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean...

Tue, 14 Feb 2012 08:00:06 -0700

“Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.”

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, Love Is Not All

"In the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery, and broken..."

Tue, 10 Jan 2012 09:00:05 -0700

“In the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.”

- Max Ehrmann, Desiderata

This concludes our broadcast.

Bright Eyes - Happy Birthday To Me I guess that it’s...

Tue, 10 Jan 2012 08:30:06 -0700

Bright Eyes - Happy Birthday To Me

I guess that it’s typical

To cling to memories you’ll never get back again

"Alas, after a certain age, every man is responsible for his own face."

Mon, 09 Jan 2012 11:33:35 -0700

“Alas, after a certain age, every man is responsible for his own face.”

- Albert Camus, The Fall

"‘No one has interfered with my freedom; my life has drained it dry.’ Various tried and..."

Sun, 08 Jan 2012 19:04:00 -0700

“‘No one has interfered with my freedom; my life has drained it dry.’ Various tried and proved rules of conduct had already discreetly offered him their services: disillusioned epicureanism, smiling tolerance, resignation, flat seriousness, stoicism—all the aids whereby a man may savor, minute by minute, like a connoisseur, the failure of a life.”

- Jean-Paul Sartre, The Age of Reason

"‘Life was not going fast enough in me, I am speeding it up. The curve was sagging, I am..."

Sun, 08 Jan 2012 15:14:05 -0700

“‘Life was not going fast enough in me, I am speeding it up. The curve was sagging, I am filling it out again. I am a man, I am the master of my body, I am proving it.’
Well wedged up, pillows piled behind the head, feet against the bottom of the bed, well braced. The chest thrust upwards, well exposed. One knows where one’s heart is.
A revolver is solid, it is made of steel. It is an object. To come up against an object at last.”

- Pierre Drieu la Rochelle, Will O’ the Wisp

Peter Sarstedt - Where Do You Go To (My Lovely) Then go and...

Sun, 08 Jan 2012 11:34:05 -0700

Peter Sarstedt - Where Do You Go To (My Lovely)

Then go and forget me forever

"Away! I’ll die as I have lived—alone."

Sun, 08 Jan 2012 08:00:05 -0700

“Away! I’ll die as I have lived—alone.”

- Lord Byron, Manfred

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Sun, 08 Jan 2012 04:30:00 -0700

"Suicide is the means of men whose resilience has been eaten away by rust, the rust of the daily..."

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 18:34:00 -0700

“Suicide is the means of men whose resilience has been eaten away by rust, the rust of the daily round. They were born for action, but they have delayed their action; so action turns back on them with the swing of a pendulum. Suicide is an act, the act of those who have not been able to accomplish others. It is an act of faith, like all acts. Faith in one’s neighbor, in the existence of one’s neighbor, in the reality of the self and the other selves.”

- Pierre Drieu la Rochelle, Will O’ the Wisp

"Thou hast no power upon me, that I feel; Thou never shalt possess me, that I know; Thou didst not..."

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 15:19:00 -0700

“Thou hast no power upon me, that I feel;
Thou never shalt possess me, that I know;
Thou didst not tempt me, thou couldst not tempt me;
I have not been thy dupe, nor am thy prey -
But was my own destroyer, and will be
My own hereafter. — Back, ye baffled fiends!
The hand of death is on me — but not yours!”

- Lord Byron, Manfred

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Sat, 07 Jan 2012 11:34:00 -0700

"Pity, and smiles, and tears—which I had not; And tenderness—but that I had for her; Humility—and..."

Sat, 07 Jan 2012 08:00:06 -0700

“Pity, and smiles, and tears—which I had not;
And tenderness—but that I had for her;
Humility—and that I never had.
Her faults were mine—her virtues were her own—
I loved her, and destroy’d her!”

- Lord Byron, Manfred

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Sat, 07 Jan 2012 04:30:00 -0700

"O your life, your lonely life What have you ever done with it, And done with the great gift of..."

Fri, 06 Jan 2012 23:41:00 -0700

“O your life, your lonely life
What have you ever done with it,
And done with the great gift of consciousness?
What will you ever do before Death’s knife
Provides the answer ultimate and appropriate?

As I for my part felt in my heart as one who falls,
Falls in a parachute, falls endlessly, and feels the vast
Draft of the abyss sucking him down and down,
An endlessly helplessly falling and appalled clown:

This is the way the night passes by, this
Is the overnight endless trip to the famous unfathomable abyss.”

- Delmore Schwartz, All Night, All Night

"Look on me! There is an order Of mortals on the earth, who do become Old in their youth, and die ere..."

Fri, 06 Jan 2012 18:31:05 -0700

“

Look on me! There is an order
Of mortals on the earth, who do become
Old in their youth, and die ere middle age,
Without the violence of warlike death;
Some perishing of pleasure, some of study,
Some worn with toil, some of mere weariness,
Some of disease, and some insanity,
And some of wither’d or of broken hearts;

For this last is a malady which slays
More than are number’d in the lists of Fate,
Taking all shapes, and bearing many names.
Look upon me! for even of all these things
Have I partaken; and of all these things,
One were enough; then wonder not that I
Am what I am, but that I ever was,
Or, having been, that I am still on this earth.

”

- Lord Byron, Manfred

Let’s Play: Ancient Greek Punishment

Fri, 06 Jan 2012 11:32:06 -0700

Let’s Play: Ancient Greek Punishment

"On the one hand, though life is what I want, there is something I want more than life. That is why I..."

Fri, 06 Jan 2012 08:20:05 -0700

“On the one hand, though life is what I want, there is something I want more than life. That is why I do not cling to life at all cost. On the other hand, though death is what I loathe, there is something I loathe more than death. That is why there are dangers I do not avoid. Yet there are ways of remaining alive and ways of avoiding death to which a person will not resort. In other words, there are things a person wants more than life and there are also things he or she loathes more than death.”

- Mencius

Virgil, The Aeneid

Fri, 06 Jan 2012 04:40:05 -0700

Virgil, The Aeneid