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Aimee Nezhukumatathil, "Baked Goods" from Lucky Fish
“and what is left, on a winter afternoon, / is a feeling of joy so closely followed by grief / you might almost miss / the moment of tenderness in which both resolve, / as if toward something vulnerable.”
— Giovanni Giudici, “On the Juniculum, January 7, 2012” tr. by Karl Kirchwey, poetrynw.org (1 November 2012)
I am haunted and paralysed by all that could have been.
tumblr is social media for people who don't exist
Marie Bashkirtseff (Ukrainian, 1858 - 1884): The Reader (Portrait of Dina Babanina, a cousin of the artist) (via Dorotheum)
notes apps are like:
carrots
yoghurt
bread
history and fate = same force in opposite directions? fate as forward acting trauma??
flour
meds
Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; September 8th, 1964
I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality…. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.
Martin Luther King, Jr. (via aspiritualwarrior)
me: wants to play multiple instruments, create art, speak multiple languages, etc.
me: lays on the floor face down for an hour instead
Dame Judi Dench as Gertrude and Daniel Day-Lewis as Hamlet at the National Theatre, London (1989)
some people... write bad poetry in their notes app... to cope
“Le temps fait pour les hommes ce que l’espace fait pour les monuments, on ne juge bien des uns et des autres qu’à distance et au point de la perspective ; trop près on ne les voit pas, trop loin on ne les voit plus.”
— François-René de Chateaubriand : Mémoires d’Outre-tombe
my skills include reading an entire page of an academic text without absorbing a single word
Xue Liang (Chinese, b. 1956), Autumn Infused Canyon, 2014. Ink and colour on paper.
Sanyu, Two large pink hydrangeas in a white vase,1931
(by Damiano Baschiera)
“I’m suffering from acute nervous laziness — the kind which is caused by having too much to do.”
— Christopher Isherwood (1904-1986), a diary note of September 10, 1960 in: “The Sixties: Diaries Volume Two, 1960-1969 (v. 2) · Christopher Isherwood”
i seriously feel like part of me is burning with notre dame
not to be dramatic but 850 years of human history is burning down and it feels more and more like the end of the world
god I can’t wait for g*ame of thrones to be over like culturally can’t wait to move on