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[imanbenerrabeh]

monday journaling :v))

[apoemaday]

To Be of Use

by Marge Piercy

The people I love best jump into work head first without dallying in the shadows and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight. They seem to become natives of that element, the black sleek heads of seals bouncing like half-submerged balls. I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart, who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience, who strain in the mud and muck to move things forward, who do what has to be done, again and again. I want to be with people who submerge in the task, who go into the fields to harvest and work in a row and pass the bags along, who are not parlor generals and field deserters but move in a common rhythm when the food must come in or the fire be put out. The work of the world is common as mud. Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust. But the thing worth doing well done has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident. Greek amphoras for wine or oil, Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums but you know they were made to be used. The pitcher cries for water to carry and a person for work that is real.

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[djmarkf]

Entropy Records, Spokane.

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[fadedlovemp3]

i want what they have.

[cleverreports]

We report: the light is thick and sluggish today. It laboriously works its way through the air, and stays suspended in the dust. In the afternoon heat, we also find our movements slow and heavy. We feel as though we can tell each ray of light apart as they hit our face.

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“Above all, I could feel in my dream something long forgotten, something that had not happened to me for a long time—the feeling that it was not a dream but real. It is such a powerful sensation that a wave of sadness fills your soul, of pity for yourself, […], as it were an aesthetic way of seeing your own life. When you feel compassion for yourself in that way, it is as if your pain were someone else’s, and you are looking at it from outside, weighing it up, and you are beyond the bounds of what used to be your life.”

Andrei Tarkovsky, from a diary entry featured in Time Within Time: The Diaries, 1970-1986 (Seagull Books, 1989)

[matchafigs]

morning pages in my new paper republic journal

[cherryshoota]

perfect cup of tea in this perfect porcelain mug

[dk-thrive]

Mourning Doves in a Morning Squabble - all settled. 7:36 am. 40° F. March 22, 2026. Cove Island Park Wildlife Sanctuary. Stamford, CT (@dkct25)

[alaahygge]

evening walk and nighttime chamomile tea

[sentimentalbeing2001]

Journaled in this corner

[selkielore]

got this magazine table off fb marketplace… the smoking / incense table setup has rlly come together !

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