High Life (2018)
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High Life (2018)
“We carry our burdens all the time; we never die to them, we never leave them behind. It is only when we give complete attention to a problem and solve it immediately – never carrying it over to the next day, the next minute – that there is solitude. Then, even, if we live in a crowded house or are in a bus, we have solitude. And that solitude indicates a fresh mind, an innocent mind.”
— Jiddu Krishnamurti, Freedom from the Known
A Portrait of the Artist as a Shadow of His Former Self
Kerry James Marshall
strict definitions of gender and sexuality are just gonna have you missing out on good hole
if i think too hard about nikki’s experience in Obsession i feel physically ill. imagine one second you’re just walking up to your house after a night out, and then the next, you’re looking out of your own body, but you’re not longer in control. you’re a prisoner to a terrible, unnatural version of yourself that only exists because of a choice someone else made. when you scream, nobody listens. when you claw your way out for long enough to explain that this isn’t you, nobody listens. when you beg the man who trapped you in this situation to put and end to it, to set your free, he just. doesn’t. listen. and then when you do finally regain control, all your friends are dead, and you are covered in their blood. because of a choice someone else made
Sketches by A.K. MacDonald, 1932
i love the power of the russell karma... keep talking shit about him and it will find you
There's no such thing as emotional cheating tbh you could say that shit about anything. what, am I emotionally cheating on you with this ant crawling along my sleeve right now? See how fuckin dumb that sounds? Yeah, exactly. I'm not doing that shit. I'm not cheating on anyone.
[Quietly waits for you to leave and then sends a knowing look to the ant]
The Mirror (1975)
So real first of all