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social skills training, solmaz sharif
Edward Julius Detmold - Jewels of the Deep (1925)
“No writing is wasted. Did you know that sourdough from San Francisco is leavened partly by a bacteria called lactobacillus sanfrancisensis? It is native to the soil there, and does not do well elsewhere. But any kitchen can become an ecosystem. If you bake a lot, your kitchen will become a happy home to wild yeasts, and all your bread will taste better. Even a failed loaf is not wasted. Likewise, cheese makers wash the dairy floor with whey. Tomato gardeners compost with rotten tomatoes. No writing is wasted: the words you can’t put in your book can wash the floor, live in the soil, lurk around in the air. They will make the next words better.”
— ERIN BOW
“You know the ache of hiding, of pretending to believe something, of words in conflict with the spirit. It does something to the soul—not in time but immediately and every time—when by choice or bondage or shame we are dragged out of ourselves into a miraged self. That journey erodes the marrow of the soul. The miraged self has no concern for the sound of the genuine in you, for the body, for the mind. It will not breathe for you. Do not be deceived; it does not want you hidden, it wants you dead. It is not dress-up; it is suffocation—a murderous exile. To survive it, we must gain a certain loyalty to our selfhood. We must free the part of ourselves that seeks to protect the self.”
— Cole Arthur Riley, from This Here Flesh: Spirituality, Liberation, and the Stories That Make Us (Hodder & Stoughton , 2022)
this is going to be difficult -> i am capable of doing difficult things -> i have done everything prior to this moment -> this difficulty will soon be proof of capability
Agnès Varda: ‘I am still alive, I am still curious. I am not a piece of rotting flesh’
Pine in bright light - Annette Björk Swensson , 2022.
Swedish , b. 1956 -
Oil on canvas , 32 x 40 cm.
“Everybody has experienced the defeat of their lives. Nobody has a life that worked out the way they wanted it to work out. We all begin as the hero of our own dramas, in centre stage, and inevitably life moves us out of centre stage, defeats the hero, overturns the plot and the strategy and we’re left on the sidelines, wondering why we no longer have a part, or want a part, in the whole damn thing. So everybody’s experienced this. When it’s presented to us sweetly, the feeling goes from heart to heart and we feel less isolated and we feel part of the great human chain, which is really involved with the recognition of defeat.”
— Leonard Cohen on why people enjoy listening to melancholy songs. From a BBC radio interview in 2007. (via elviskeepsmypictureinhiswallet)
They say that the weed grown in the USSR under Stalin was some of the most potent ever known to man. Under the guidance of Trofim Lysenko, Stalin assembled a crack team of growers whose marijuana was known for its intense body high and clarifying mental effects. In his personal diaries, Nikolai Bukharin writes, “Joseph [Stalin] came to me one night as I was struggling to finish the final edit of an issue of Pravda. He handed me an ounce of marijuana that reeked of skunk. The smell alone was enough to make me tremble. ‘This is a gift from Lysenko and I’ he said, and left almost immediately. I smoked that weed and I was never the same.”
Reefer Madness: A History of Marijuana, Larry “Ratso” Sloman, pg. 194
Oh damn..
What advice would you give 21 year old you?
Everything changes beyond absolute recognition
when the scientists ask me what mother i prefer
inaction fans when they find out making no choice is a choice in and of itself
— Jennifer S. Cheng, from So We Must Meet Apart