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Ocean Vuong, from “Someday I’ll Love Ocean Vuong”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds
— James Baldwin from Giovanni’s Room (1956)
"Remember how long you've been putting this off, how many extensions the gods gave you, and you didn't use them. At some point you have to recognize what world it is that you belong to; what power rules it and from what source you spring; that there is a limit to the time assigned you, and if you don't use it to free yourself it will be gone and will never return."
Marcus Aurelius - Meditations, Book 2, 4.
Sonya Vatomsky, from a poem titled "Spring Flowers," featured in Salt Is for Curing, publ. in 2015
And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.
k.b. // unknown
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just so you know
2020
RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOURSELF MEANS THAT YOU DON’T FALL FOR SHALLOW AND EASY SOLUTIONS
ADRIENNE RICH
when fiona apple asked “how can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left alone”. well i have not found an answer but if anyone else has lmk
“February, month of despair, with a skewered heart in the centre.”
— Morning in the Burned House; ‘February’ by Margaret Atwood
"You survive this and in some terrible way, which I suppose no one can ever describe, you are compelled, you are corralled, you are bullwhipped into dealing with whatever it is that hurt you. And what is crucial here is that if it hurt you, that is not what’s important. Everybody’s hurt. What is important, what corrals you, what bullwhips you, what drives you, torments you, is that you must find some way of using this to connect you with everyone else alive. This is all you have to do it with. You must understand that your pain is trivial except insofar as you can use it to connect with other people’s pain; and insofar as you can do that with your pain, you can be released from it, and then hopefully it works the other way around too; insofar as I can tell you what it is to suffer, perhaps I can help you to suffer less."
- James Baldwin, The Artist's Struggle for Integrity
“February, month of despair, with a skewered heart in the centre.”
— Morning in the Burned House; ‘February’ by Margaret Atwood
And if I'm meant to be alone, please take away my desire to be loved.
k.b. // unknown
"And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”
- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"
"sometimes you absolutely ARE required to do things in life for the good of other people, even if you hate it" loud incorrect buzzer noise
pure individualism is a disease that kills communities, isolates individuals, and leads to things like the anti-vax movement.
you are not so important that you aren't bound by social responsibility and decency.
others are not so insignificant that they don't deserve help and sacrifice.
anatomie de l'enfer (catherine breillat, 2004)