Miles Davis in the Early 50s

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Miles Davis in the Early 50s
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“I am tired of hiding, tired of misspent and knotted energies, tired of the hypocrisy, and tired of acting as though I have something to hide.”
— Kay Redfield Jamison
“I wish I could explain it so someone could understand it. I’m afraid it’s something I can’t put into words. There’s just this heavy, overwhelming despair - dreading everything. Dreading life. Empty inside, to the point of numbness. It’s like there’s something already dead inside. My whole being has been pulling back into that void for months.”
— Kay Redfield Jamison
““Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have gone through a divorce, lost a job, or broken up with someone. But these experiences carry with them feelings. Depression, instead, is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is also tiresome. People cannot abide being around you when you are depressed. They might think that they ought to, and they might even try, but you know and they know that you are tedious beyond belief: you are irritable and paranoid and humorless and lifeless and critical and demanding and no reassurance is ever enough. You’re frightened, and you’re frightening, and you’re “not at all like yourself but will be soon,” but you know you won’t.”
— Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir Of Moods And Madness
“Time will pass; these moods will pass; and I will, eventually, be myself again.”
— Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
It's literally been 4 years now. Not so sure about this one.
“It took me far too long to realize that lost years and relationships cannot be recovered. That damage done to oneself and others cannot always be put right again.”
— Kay Redfield Jamison
Shadows, John Cassavetes, 1959
““I lost a great innocence when I understood that I and my mind were not going to be on good terms for the rest of my life. I can’t tell you how tired I am of character-building experiences. But I treasure this part of me; whoever loves me loves me with this in it.””
— Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness
“Even your darkest day has a role to play in the sacred work of blooming.”
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Dance of Many Hands. Kudzanai-Violet Hwami 2017
“Everything is painted with the brush of the invisible one. Let us follow the hidden signs and find the painter.”
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