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— Rumi

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“There is a desert I long to be walking, a wide emptiness: Peace beyond any understanding of it.”
— Rumi
Freud said that we endlessly repeat past hurts, forever re-enacting the same patterns in a futile attempt to patch the un-healable wound. This, more than anything, is the terror of the personal, digital archive: not that it reveals some awful act from the past, some old self that no longer stands for us, but that it reminds us that who we are is in fact a repetition, a cycle, a circular relation of multiple selves to multiple injuries. It’s the self as a bundle of trauma, forever acting out the same tropes in the hopes that we might one day change.
Navneet Alang, "Terror of the Archive"
in an isolationship
Od pamtivjeka umiraše ljudi
harale bolesti, pošasti ebole i kuge
sahraniše ih časno, redovi dugi
al’ kako sahraniti čovjeka što umre od tuge?
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he had ribbons in his hair, and lipstick was everywhere. you look good in my dress, you look good in my dress.
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