Mia Mingus, from "Moving Toward the Ugly: A Politic Beyond Desirability" [ID'd]
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Mia Mingus, from "Moving Toward the Ugly: A Politic Beyond Desirability" [ID'd]
Xenotransplantation by Sam Sax
these days by Kate Baer
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joy sullivan
— Tennessee Williams, Notebooks
[ text ID: I am sitting at my kitchen table waiting for my lover to arrive with lettuce and tomatoes and rum and sherry wine and a big floury loaf of bread in the fading sunlight. Coffee is percolating gently, and my mood is mellow. I have been very happy lately, just wallowing in it selfishly, knowing it will not last very long, which is all the more reason to enjoy it now. I suppose life always ends badly for almost everybody. We must have long fingers and catch at whatever we can while it is passing near us. ]
“We are living in a culture entirely hypnotized by the illusion of time, in which the so-called present moment is felt as nothing but an infinitesimal hairline between an all-powerfully causative past and an absorbingly important future. We have no present. Our consciousness is almost completely preoccupied with memory and expectation. We do not realize that there never was, is, nor will be any other experience than present experience. We are therefore out of touch with reality. We confuse the world as talked about, described, and measured with the world which actually is. We are sick with a fascination for the useful tools of names and numbers, of symbols, signs, conceptions and ideas.”
— Alan Watts
asking about you by Eloise Klein Healy
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Kaveh Akbar, from "Wild Pear Tree"
VI. wisdom: the voice of god by Mary Karr
short talk on walking backwards by Anne Carson
L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (trans. Michael Henry Heim)
[Text ID: “If a mother was Sacrifice personified, then a daughter was Guilt, with no possibility of redress.”]
– Emily Dickinson, from Manuscript #842
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Ruth Awad, from “Reasons To Live”