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Slowly building towards the climax of the album. Love. I do not own this music.
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Literature does its best to maintain that its concern is with the mind; that the body is a sheet of plain glass through which the soul looks straight and clear, and, save for one or two passions such as desire and greed, is null, and negligible and non-existent. On the contrary, the very opposite is true. All day, all night, the body intervenes; blunts or sharpens, colours or discolours, turns to wax in the warmth of June, hardens to tallow in the murk of February. The creature within can only gaze through the pane - smudged or rosy; it cannot separate off from the body like the sheath of a knife or the pod of a pea for a single instant; it must go through the whole unending process of changes, heat and cold, comfort and discomfort, hunger and satisfaction, health and illness, until there comes the inevitable catastrophe; the body smashes itself to smithereens, and the soul (it is said) escapes. But of this daily drama of the body there is no record.
Virginia Woolf, âOn Being Illâ (via chthonic-cassandra)
Honestly a huge shoutout to everyone who had to stop doing what they love.
Shoutout to people who had to stop playing music and drawing because of arthritis.
Shoutout to people who loved to go hiking but canât because of chronic fatigue.
Shoutout to everybody whoâs ever had their health steal something they loved from them. Yall are so beautiful and worthwhile and I love you.
On this Night, in this World
i speak knowing it isnât about that itâs never about that, oh, help me write the most dispensable poem that canât even be used to be useless help me write words on this night in this world Alejandra Pizarnik
Why does memory feel like a place?