Literary history that happened on 10 August
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todays bird
Sade Olutola

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The Stonewall Inn

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cherry valley forever
ojovivo

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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hello vonnie
d e v o n
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Mike Driver
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Jimmy Eat World
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
KIROKAZE
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Literary history that happened on 10 August
Sagres, Portugal by Luca Severin
maroon u stupid fucks
Natural Spring on Mt. Fuji, Japan. Takeshi Kimura.
Ana Mendieta, Creek, 1974.
Super 8 Film. © The Estate of Ana Mendieta Collection, LLC.,Courtesy Galerie Lelong & Co.
“Philosophy is the self-correction by consciousness of its own initial excess of subjectivity.”
— Alfred North Whitehead, Process and Reality
Morning Star - Antonia Tyz Peeples
American , b. 1957 -
Oil on board , 24 x 36 in.
happy days and ocean waves
Jeremy Miranda (American,b. 1980): Tide Pool, Acrylic on panel
“He who matures early lives in anticipation. His experience is a-prioristic, an intuitive sensibility feeling out in images and words what things and people will realize only later. Such anticipation, saturated, as it were, with itself, withdraws from the outer world and infuses its relation to it with the colour of neurotic playfulness. […] Contact with the non-self, which in the alleged late-maturer is scarcely ever disturbed from within, becomes for the early-maturer an urgent need. The narcissistic direction of his impulses, indicated by the preponderance of imagination in his experience, positively delays his maturing. Only later does he live through, in their crude violence, situations, fears, passions, that had been greatly softened in imagination, and they change, in conflict with his narcissism, into a consuming sickness. So he relapses into the childishness that he had once surmounted with too little exertion and which now exacts its price; he becomes immature, while the mature are the others who were at each stage what they were expected to be, puerile too, and who now find unpardonable the force which gains disproportionate ascendancy over the erstwhile early-maturer. He is struck down by passion; lulled too long in the security of his autarky, he reels helplessly where he had once built his airy bridges.”
— Theodor W. Adorno, Minima Moralia, 101
— Megan Fernandes, “Do You Sell Dignity Here?” from I Do Everything I’m Told