my so-called euphoria

“O useless soulmate of my tedium! … we didn’t ask what it was all for, because we revelled in knowing that it was for nothing.” - Fernando Pessoa. April 25th, 2019, the raven came to me.

[worldscoolest]

[djglory]

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Oh it’s a Léa Seydoux TIFF with this and two others.

[kandleprincessa]

genuinely most people are better as concepts

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Hence the aesthetic life.

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The spectre of Long Covid terrifies me because I have five projects in my head I’m deeply passionate about that haven’t been made to fruition. I know what brain fog does, it’s a silencer to the best parts of consciousness, it’s a pillow pressed over the face of desire. We with functioning minds and bodies need to worship something for the privilege (my consecration is masking). You who suffer from LC or anything like it, I feel for you deeply.

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Onto my fifth unrealized art project that interconnects within the whole enterprise. All will be realized in time. But right now I’m basking in this one, sometimes an idea comes along that stops you in your tracks.

[primulaceas]

Roberto Bolaño, Poem 3 from “Streets of Barcelona.” The Unknown University (Translated by Laura Healy)

[lookforastronauts]

#5. Nomadland (2020)

director: Chloé Zhao cinematography & production design: Joshua James Richards

[thepersonalquotes]

““The truth will set you free, but first it will piss you off.” - Gloria Steinem”

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Remember that time when most of us were remote working and life felt lighter in spite of the dystopian air outside, and whatever fragmentation your social life was undergoing, that at least you were not commuting to a job you hated to make small talk with people you never chose to be sat with, and the way the weekends felt smaller and more desperate to compensate for the prolonged boredom of the week, but once remote, days softened, the tightness in your neck released, you forgot the necessity of clothes and schedules, and glimpsed a bit of the possibility of retirement, of some relinquishing of time and place that was weirdly yours. And then they took it away again, and we all had to pretend that what we experienced was not real, was actually traumatic, and this was the remedy, five days a week commuting in proper clothes and under fluorescent lights ever on-call to management for whatever they need to waste your time more efficiently.

“Never get out of the boat. Absolutely goddamn right.”

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[acertainknot]

One might say that the backcloth of experience consists in the construction of a certain system of Wunsch or of Erwartung of pleasure, defined as anticipated pleasure, and which tends for this reason to realize itself autonomously in its own sphere, theoretically without expecting anything from the outside. It moves directly toward a fulfillment highly antithetical to whatever triggers it.

Lacan, J. (1992) The Seminar of Jacques Lacan. Book VII: The Ethics of Psychoanalysis (1959–1960). Edited by J.-A. Miller. Translated by D. Porter. New York: W. W. Norton & Company. p. 31.

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Lacan's pillow talk.

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rot’s profile

rot uses Letterboxd to share film reviews and lists. 2,330 films watched. Favorites: The Tree of Life (2011), Le Notti Bianche (1957), Chung

Bored so went over the year to list the only movies I watched this year that ranked five stars (first and rewatches).

Backrooms

The Zone of Interest

One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

Dr. Strangelove

First Man

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Now books (follow on goodreads @ Mike Rot)

Only 5 star reads so far of 2026:

Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne (reread)

White Nights (Dostoevsky) (reread)

Melancholy Dialectics: Walter Benjamin and the Play of Mourning - Max Pensky

The Agony of Power - Jean Baudrillard

The Daimon and the Soul of the West: Finding identity, meaning, and purpose in a sacrificial life - Bernardo Kastrup

The Shifting Realities of Philip K. Dick - Philip K Dick

Reality Hunger: A Manifesto - David Shields (reread)

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Reminds me of the outcry of Mamdani’s New York: “but, but the rich are leaving?!”

And yet crime goes down and the highest surge in searches on Google of “move to NYC.”

The game is up.

From Peter Kropotkin’s Anarchist Communism.

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When the culture recedes and all that's left is the debris.

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So glad I am not a Homer purist and can enjoy Nolan’s Odyssey.

The Zendaya plot point at the end of the Odyssey is such a brilliant storytelling additive to Nolan’s version that it should win best adapted screenplay for that alone