i love old science fiction because it’s all like “IT’S THE DISTANT YEAR TWO THOUSAND AND THREE AND MAN IS EXPLORING THE DEEP CORNERS OF THE UNIVERSE” like god bless you old sci-fi you had such high hopes for us
"The flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break vases against the walls and the men drink too much and nobody finds the one. But keep looking, crawling in and out of beds. Flesh covers the bone and the flesh searches for more than flesh."
-Charles Bukowski, “Alone With Everybody” (via petrichour)