the entropic cosmos

cogito ergo sum

[myjetpack]

For yesterday’s @guardian review

[dpcphotography]

Wasdale

[alecsgrg]

Bali gate | ( by Giulio Groebert )

[tothepersoninthebelljar-deactiv]

Mary Oliver

[listentothestories]

thistle.harvest

[space-pics]

The dolphin on jupiter

[aseaofquotes]

Laura McBride, We Are Called to Rise 

[cinemagal]

PARASITE (2019) dir. Bong Joon-ho

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Anton Chekhov, from a diary entry featured in “The Notebook of Anton Chekhov,”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

What did I desire? An infinite number of things. What did I accomplish? Practically nothing.

Nikos Kazantzakis, from a letter to Galatea Kazantzaki wr. c. April 1923 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[traverse-our-universe]

The Cat’s Paw and Lobster Nebulae | European Southern Observatory

[hirokazukoreeda]

Persona (1966), dir. Ingmar Bergman.

[artist-levitan]

A day in June, 1895, Isaac Levitan

https://www.wikiart.org/en/isaac-levitan/a-day-in-june

[space-pics]

A photo from this year’s burning man that looks like a galaxy

[notesfromtheundergroundman]

“Forgive me for my love -for ruining you with my love.”

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via notesfromtheundergroundman)

[freelance-philosopher]

The fundamental error of Romanticism is to confuse what we need with what we desire. We all need certain basic things for life’s preservation and continuance; we all desire a more perfect life, complete happiness, the fulfillment of our dreams… It’s human to want what we need, and it’s human to desire what we don’t need but find desirable. Sickness occurs when we desire what we need and what’s desirable with equal intensity, suffering our lack of perfection as if we were suffering for lack of bread. The Romantic malady is to want the moon as if it could actually be obtained.

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via freelance-philosopher)

[arpeggia]

Adam Ianniello - Some LA Flowers

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