brian annan

“I carry my awareness of defeat like a banner of victory.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“God does not exist, God is not good. All that awaits us is the cat who will urinate on our grave.”
― Alejandro Jodorowsky, Where the Bird Sings Best

“It is written, we musn’t forget, in the Prisonhouse of Nations —the United States of America. Here, there are more than 2.3 million men, women, and juveniles under lock and key. As theNewYork Timeshas recently reported, the U.S. has just under 5 percent of the world’s population, yet it has a quarter of the world’s prison population.1 In the realm of imprisonment, the United States truly is Number one.”
― Mumia Abu-Jamal, Jailhouse Lawyers: Prisoners Defending Prisoners v. the USA

“DAWN I held the summer dawn in my arms. Nothing stirred in front of the palaces. The water was dead. Camps of shadows rested on the road through the woods. I walked, awakening live warm breaths as precious stones looked on and wings soundlessly rose. The first undertaking, in a path already filled with cool pale glimmers of light, was a flower that told me its name. I laughed at a blonde wasserfall whose tresses streamed between firs; at the silvered summit I recognized the goddess. So, one by one, I lifted her veils. In a lane, whirling my arms. In a field, shouting to a rooster. Into the city she fled, between steeples and domes, and I gave chase, running like a beggar on marble docks. At the crest of the road, near a stand of laurels, I enveloped her in her gathered veils, and felt something of her boundless shape. Dawn and the child fell to the forest floor. It was noon when I awoke.”
― Arthur Rimbaud, Rimbaud Complete