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Personal Message, Michael Dumontier and Neil Farber
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Obvs
Off-world, Pascal Blanche
A secret not worth knowing, Jan Gemeinhardt
The Orb, B-Man
And if all that is meaningless, I want to be cured of a craving for something I cannot find and of the shame of never finding it.
T.S. Eliot, 'The Cocktail Party'
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LA city HEAT - dry, 90 degrees - kind of like drinking a tall glass of sandpaper (slurpee machine's busted again). Up to the brim with bad ideas and six miles left to go. destination no place, 6' underground, population zero. i couldnt sleep at night, knowin theh had no home and got a mean heart-bite for opening my own. but it dont hurt tho I really wish it did. not even the salt could sting this one, cause im already dead
Love Doesn’t Discriminate
Language is for non-lovers, those who are not in love. For lovers, silence is enough language. Without saying anything, they go on speaking.
Osho
Do not let anyone's limitations become your legacy.
Sheila Robinson Kiss on resisting the urge to personalize bad love (specifically poor mothering).
Those days. You wake up and immediately notice everything exactly as it was the day before - regrets collecting dust by your bedside, pieces of dreams scattered around like an undone puzzle taken up by the cat, scrambling any promise it might have once beheld - as if you needed any reminder, you think to yourself as your feet make contact with the floor. "As if I needed any reminder that I'd do anything, if only I knew what might improve just one thing about what has, for too long, been real."
Waking up alone never felt colder. "I used to care," her hollow voice explained. "I wish I still did, but its a tricky thing when your body stays alive so long after your heart has died."
Waking up alone never felt colder. "I used to care," her hollow voice explained. "I wish I still did, but its a tricky thing when your body stays alive so long after your heart has died."
How do you get from connection to isolation? You end up isolated if you don't cultivate the capacity for solitude, the ability to be separate, to gather yourself. Solitude is where you find yourself so that you can reach out to other people and form real attachments. When we don't have the capacity for solitude, we turn to other people in order to feel less anxious or in order to feel alive. When this happens, we're not able to appreciate who they are. It's as though we're using them as spare parts to support our fragile sense of self. We slip into thinking that always being connected is going to make us feel less alone. But we're at risk, because actually it's the opposite that's true. If we're not able to be alone,we're going to be more lonely. And if we don't teach our children to be alone, they're only going to know how to be lonely.
Sherry Turkle: Connected, but alone? | TED Talk | TED.com https://www.ted.com/talks/sherry_turkle_alone_together/transcript?M