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AVAN JOGIA 1883 Magazine / 2019 › ph. Harry Eelman
killing eve; a summary
iconic!
in this house we believe:
this place is not a place of honor
no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here
nothing valued is here
what is here is dangerous and repulsive to us
the danger is in a particular location
the danger is still present in your time as it was in ours
This is a Nuclear Waste Warning Message.
Y’all that link is an incredibly interesting read
literally there is nothing i love more in the world than doing little mundane activities with people like cleaning my room while my friend sits on the bed and we gossip together or going grocery shopping or showing someone clothes i’ve bought or cooking while i sit on the countertop and we sing badly. actually like never mind post canceled because i think i just described intimacy and domestic life with another person that’s literally it . that’s what i crave. pat of butter seeking her hot knife here!!!!!!
Jennifer Mehigan
I think about this poem all the time.
at some point you’ve got to STOP reading the entrails and go out and LIVE that which was portented by them, because you WILL run out of doves
*gently headbutts u in the shoulder to show affection*
*absentmindedly pats your entire face to acknowledge affection received*
Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous: A Novel | The Shape of Water, dir. Guillero del Toro | F.K.A. Twigs, ‘Water Me’ | Camille Mariet, Sharing a bubble bath on a rainy day | Ilya Kaminsky, ‘When the Child Sleeps, Sonya Undresses’
when I was younger, I used to think true love was tumultuous and intense. but now, I feel like real love is gentle. passionate in a soft, sweet way. not fireworks and drama, but a love that’s like coming home, the breeze on a still summer day. a balm to the aches of the world.
a graduate student in philosophy at the university of toronto wrote a program to strip occurrences of “unintentional haiku” from corpuses of text and:
> Snow falls, and is white; > the falling is a process, > the whiteness is not. > (Bertrand Russell, The Analysis of Mind) > > The game, one would like > to say, has not only rules > but also a point. > (Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations) > > No Grandfather, no > Father; no Father, no Tim; > no Tim, no killing. > (David Lewis, “The Paradoxes of Time Travel”) > > Suppose that I cling > to some rock as a mere means > of escaping death. > (Derek Parfit, Reasons and Persons) > > We sometimes say: in > later life I will be a > different person. > (David Lewis, “Survival and Identity”) > > You have an auto > accident one winter night > on a lonely road. > (Thomas Nagel, The View from Nowhere) > > When I turn my eye > inward, I find nothing but > doubt and ignorance. > (David Hume, A Treatise of Human Nature)