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Beautiful bits of Tuscany by lbl_rkl
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“Fiction is usually seen as escapist entertainment, [but] it’s hard to reconcile the escapist theory of fiction with the deep patterns we find in the art of storytelling […]. Our various fictional worlds are—on the whole—horrorscapes. Fiction may temporarily free us from our troubles, but it does so by ensnaring us in new sets of troubles—in imaginary worlds of struggle and stress and mortal woe. […] [This paradox] was first noticed by Aristotle in the Poetics. We are drawn to fiction because fiction gives us pleasure. But most of what is actually in fiction is deeply unpleasant: threat, death, despair, anxiety, Sturm und Drang. […] Literature offers feelings for which we don’t have to pay. It allows us to love, condemn, condone, hope, dread, and hate without any of the risks those feelings ordinarily involve.”
— Jonathan Gottschall, The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human (via exhaled-spirals)
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Плакать - это нормально. Твои слезы не являются показателем слабости.
Они лишь говорят о том, что ты живой человек.
~Наутилус Помпилиус - Крылья~
It is normal to cry. Your tears are not the signs of your weakness. They are just the proof that you are alive.
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Erich Lessing, Hagia Sophia, Istanbul.
A boy gives a raised fist salute in front of the New Haven courthouse during a demonstration by 15,000 people in 1970. Bobby Seale, chairman of the Black Panther Party, and Ericka Huggins were on trial along for murder. Both were acquitted (photo by Stephen Shames)
friendly reminder that academia must aim to include a wide range of perspectives and you can't just pick and choose which narratives to include in your academia. if you really want to be knowledgeable and intellectual, you can't choose to exclude perspectives that are not white, eurocentric and/or upperclass (or fit into some elitist aesthetic for that matter) and you cannot call yourself an academic if you only listen to the voices of rich white men. while the whole education system is at fault for not incorporating poc-inclusive and non eurocentric narratives into academia, and perhaps because of that, it is your responsibility to actively seek out voices that don't fit into the extremely narrow perimeter of views and voices that are usually prominent in academia. it's your duty as an academic to step outside of these narrow perimeters and educate yourself, especially if you've only been surrounded by a small variety of perspectives your whole life; and it's your duty to do this actively.
why is it that whenever I am disillusioned with the world I go back to the epic of Gilgamesh
“It is the story of their becoming human together.”
This is it. This is the oldest written literary work that we know of, and it’s a story of becoming human together.
This is a story about love, and it’s a story about death, and we told this story thousands of years ago, THOUSANDS of years. We have always, always, always been wrestling with this profoundly beautiful existence and with knowing one another, while knowing that we all will die and be forgotten.
We become human by loving, but we also become human by knowing death.
And I’m just sitting here touching other human beings, another human experience, from across millennia, feeling a bit more human too through it, and I am trying very hard not to cry.