I was once foolish enough to believe knowledge would clarify, but some things are so gauzed behind layers of syntax and semantics, behind days and hours, names forgotten, salvaged and shed, that simply knowing the wound exists does nothing to reveal it.
I don’t know what I’m saying. I guess what I mean is that sometimes I don’t know what or who we are. Days I feel like a human being, while other days I feel more like a sound. I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was. Can you hear me yet? Can you read me?
—Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous
The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are. You trade in your reality for a role. You trade in your sense for an act. You give up your ability to feel, and in exchange, put on a mask. There can't be any large-scale revolution until there's a personal revolution, on an individual level. It's got to happen inside first.
- Jim Morrison
#PersonalRevolution
(Favourite female characters: Holly Golightly.)
Yes, I think that she was aromantic or at least in the aro spectrum. She was only with the man at the end of story, because it was 1959 and her character was kind of problematic itself. I love her so much. She is endearing and while a traumatised character, Holly was goofy and perceptive enough.
-Pablo Neruda
“I want you to do this with me for one month. One month. Write 10 observations a week and by the end of four weeks, you will have an answer. Because when someone writes about the rustic gutter and the water pouring through it onto the muddy grass, the real pours into the room. And it’s thrilling. We’re all enlivened by it. We don’t have to find more than the rustic gutter and the muddy grass and the pouring cold water.”
— Marie Howe, Boston University’s 2016 Theopoetics Conference (via mothersofmyheart)
Cue It’s OK If You Forget Me by Astrid S 🤍
this anime wrecked my soul.
i miss gin, so fucking much.
“In My Place”. Amandine Guihard by Noémi Ottilia Szabo for Blanc Magazine April 2020
April 6, 1963
“I want you to do this with me for one month. One month. Write 10 observations a week and by the end of four weeks, you will have an answer. Because when someone writes about the rustic gutter and the water pouring through it onto the muddy grass, the real pours into the room. And it’s thrilling. We’re all enlivened by it. We don’t have to find more than the rustic gutter and the muddy grass and the pouring cold water.”
— Marie Howe, Boston University’s 2016 Theopoetics Conference (via mothersofmyheart)
Every lover’s got a little dagger in their hands…Communications and Media Scholar📚
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