“No question is more sublime than why there is a Universe: why there is anything rather than nothing?”
— Derek Parfit, “Why Anything, Why this?”, The London Review of Books, vol 20
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“No question is more sublime than why there is a Universe: why there is anything rather than nothing?”
— Derek Parfit, “Why Anything, Why this?”, The London Review of Books, vol 20
É quem altera o estado de repouso. Quem incita as naus das descobertas. Quem provoca o descontentamento. Atiça para as conquistas. Abre os caminhos por ter inventado as ferramentas para tal. O deus da tecnologia. Da guerra contra a mesmice e a conformidade. Contra a conserva que mofa os projetos modernos, que atravanca os avanços. Ogum olha para frente. Para trás, apenas para não deixar parças com feridas e necessitando de ajuda. O deus do companheirismo. De copo, de gargalhada, de amanhecer o dia e virá-lo se for preciso, de voadora se alguém se atreve a mexer com quem lhe é caro. Ogum é a essência do arquitetar, do criar, do inovar, do facilitar. Para que o trabalho seja mais leve e a farra seja mais proveitosa. Porque é nas mesas de bar, entre goladas e gaitadas, que as discussões mais criativas proliferam e se concretizam. Ogunhê, de quem vai do brinde ao compromisso de irmandade por nobres ideais de mundo melhor.
#ogum #orixá #axé #saravá #matrizafricana #umbanda #candomblé #batuque
Yet it was this pain, and this sense of being choked, that he needed. It was exactly what he had to acknowledge, what he had to confront. From now on, he had to make that cold core melt, bit by bit. It might take time, but it was what he had to do. But his own body heat wasn’t enough to melt that frozen soil. He needed someone else’s warmth.
- Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and his years of pilgrimage, Haruki Murakami
You need to come face-to-face with the past, not as some naive, easily wounded boy, but as a grow-up, independent professional. Not to see what you want to see, but to see what you must see. Otherwise, you’ll carry around that baggage for the rest of your life.
- Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and his years of pilgrimage, Haruki Murakami
Words can bring you only up to their own limit; to go beyond, you must abandon them. Remain as the silent witness only.
Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via lazyyogi)
but wait there’s more…
in conclusion: please watch tennis
stay tuned for our next presentation (and tell us which of your faves you want us to badly describe)
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@markmcmorron & @vergne & @dieschwartzman & @livelongandfangirling & @couldntthinkofagoodpun <3
“I am protective of what eyes cannot pry open. The unannounced. The infinite places within language to hide.”
— Jenny Xie, excerpt from “Zuihitsu”
“The shortest poem is a name.”
— Anne Michaels from A Definition of Fiction and Poetry
I am hungry for what I am becoming.
-Jack Gilbert, excerpt from the poem, “Bring in the Gods”
“It is impossible for you to go on as you were before, so you must go on as you never have.”
— Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things
“Questioning the ostensibly unquestionable premises of our way of life is arguably the most urgent of services we owe our fellow humans and ourselves.”
—
Zygmunt Bauman
Bonus:
HIROSHI SUGIMOTO (b. 1948)
Ionian Sea, Santa Cesarea, 1990
Gelatin silver print
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Georges Lemmen (Belgian, 1865-1916)
Reading lady, N/D
Pencil on paper
Georges Lemmen (Belgian, 1865-1916)
Reading lady, N/D
Pencil on paper