Just like having feelings only more so

An interlude between 'what has been' and 'what will be' and fundamentally, life.

[life-et-cetera]

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Ray-Ban Sunglasses

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

Undersong, ‘Equinox’ (1969) by Audre Lorde

[iD: we must be very strong / and love each other / in order to go on living.]

[lifeinpoetry]

I want to live the rest of my life, however long or short, with as much sweetness as I can decently manage, loving all the people I love, and doing as much as I can of the work I still have to do. I am going to write fire until it comes out my ears, my eyes, my noseholes—everywhere. Until it’s every breath I breathe. I’m going to go out like a fucking meteor!

— Audre Lorde, from “A Burst of Light: Living with Cancer,” The Selected Works of Audre Lorde (via lifeinpoetry)

[holyisthenameofmyruthlessaxe]

The Transformation of Silence into Language and Action, Audre Lorde

[fernstream]

“The “generation gap” is an important social tool for any repressive society. If the younger members of a community view the older members as contemptible or suspect or excess, they will never be able to join hands and examine the living memories of the community, nor ask the all important question, “Why?” This gives rise to a historical amnesia that keeps us working to invent the wheel every time we have to go to the store for bread.

We find ourselves having to repeat and relearn the same old lessons over and over that our mothers did because we do not pass on what we have learned, or because we are unable to listen. For instance, how many times has this all been said before? For another, who would have believed that once again our daughters are allowing their bodies to be hampered and purgatorial by girdles and high heels and hobble skirts?”

— Audre Lorde, “Age, Race, Class, and Sex,” in Sister Outsider (bolding mine)

[janasojka]

A page from my journal.

[sabit2]

ポパイ 2017 january

POPEYE MAGAZINE

[lauramcphee]

Palette de Frida Kahlo, Mexique, 1952 (Gisèle Freund)

[renouncingtoska]

““How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for awhile? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it that no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise"”

— White Noise, Don Delillo (via watchingcbeams)

[quietlotus]

“Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final.”

— Rainer Maria Rilke

[nevver]

Isolation Party, Guim Tió

[life-et-cetera]

The Breakup

Simultaneously wanting to fuck someone and never wanting to see their face again.

I am always the problem.

[melisica]

[nevver]

Art Baby Girl, Grace Miceli

[nevver]

What we’re reading

[life-et-cetera]

GET YOURSELF TOGETHER

[rubyetc]

I call this inabilitytoshutup’itis and it is chronic 

[rubyetc]

I do hope that everyone saying they can relate to this is doing so because they ALSO had to shit out small jaggedy sequins at some point in their lives I hope that’s the case