Romalidda

[grandpasessions]

Cioran / Positivity Culture

[romaisachoice]

“How is it that I am writing to you? I do not know; but I am conscious of an irresistible desire to remind you of my existence.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot (via catherineaddington)

[orwell]

“If by intellectual you mean somebody who works only with his head and not with his hands, then the bank clerk is an intellectual and Michelangelo is not. And today, with a computer, everybody is an intellectual. So I don’t think it has anything to do with someone’s profession or with someone’s social class. According to me, an intellectual is anyone who is creatively producing new knowledge. A peasant who understands that a new kind of graft can produce a new species of apples has at that moment produced an intellectual activity. Whereas the professor of philosophy who all his life repeats the same lecture on Heidegger doesn’t amount to an intellectual. Critical creativity—criticizing what we are doing or inventing better ways of doing it—is the only mark of the intellectual function.”

— Umberto Eco, “The Art of Fiction, No. 197”, The Paris Review (Summer 2008, No. 185)

[hisdudenessposts]

“Identity is a dream that is pathetically absurd. You dream of being yourself when you have nothing better to do. You dream of yourself and gaining recognition when you have lost all singularity. Today we no longer fight for sovereignty or for glory, but for identity. Sovereignty was a mastery; identity is merely a reference. Sovereignty was adventurous; identity is linked to security (and also to the systems of verification which identify you). Identity is this obsession with appropriation of the liberated being, but a being liberated in sterile conditions, no longer knowing what he is. It is a label of existence without qualities. Now, all energies - the energies of minorities and entire peoples, the energies of individuals - are concentrated today on that derisory affirmation, that prideless assertion: I am! I exist! I’m alive, I’m called so-and-so, I’m European! A hopeless affirmation, in fact, since when you need to prove the obvious, it is by no means obvious.”

— Jean Baudrillard - Impossible Exchange 

[accountestmouse-182]

notre musique (2004)

[acknowledgetheabsurd]

“I dream, often. Mostly I dream of you near me, and of a time when we will no longer have to speak of this love. Yes, I would like to stop talking about it and let it become so much a part of our lives, so much a part of our breaths… to love as we breathe, that’s it.”

— Albert Camus to Maria Casarès, Correspondance, December 31, 1948 [#49]

[effervesce]

In the Presence of Absence by Mahmoud Darwish

[florasdiary]

Rebloggate ed esprimete un desiderio:) Dopo scrivete qui sotto rebloggando, se si è avverato davvero♥ Buongiorno bellezze!

[senzavita]

Speriamo 😭

[florasdiary]

HA FUNZIONATO DIO SANTO,AMO TUMBLR.

[respiroanimevuotediamore]

Ha funzionato. E non lo so se è per questa gif o era destino, ma so solamente che lui adesso è con me.

[siamosemprestatifelici]

Non succederà mai…

[putasmileasashield]

….♡

[florasdiary]

È TORNATO È TORNATO

[senza-perdersi]

daidaidai

[felicitanellattimofuggente]

PORCA MERDA,È TORNTO

[quellospecchiettoretrovisore-de]

*Incrociamoledita*

[abissoinsogno]

speriamo dai.

[sono-solo-un-fottuto-errore]

..

[unaragazzainnamoratapiudeld-blog]

torna..

[laragazzachefumamarlboro-blog]

La gif è stata scattata il giorno del mio compleanno. È un segno? Speriamo.

[laragazzachefumamarlboro-blog]

Cazzo. È tornato. CAZZO. È TORNATO.

[laragazzadagliocchiivuoti]

👑

[saporedinchiostro]

Speriamo si avveri. 💞

[senza-perfezione-blog]

Avverati💖

[cercandodifuggire]

Speriamo in bene💓

[cercandodifuggire]

HA FUNZIONATO.

[cercandodifuggire]

Speriamo che funzioni ancora una volta.

[cercandodifuggire]

Funziona è sicuro.

[solomiosolotua-deactivated20201]

Se trovi questa gif in dash rebblogala non si sa mai che…🌟

[ilrumoredeituoipassiversoimiei]

Speriamo funzioni…

[psychopaticmental]

…

[perlabionda-deactivated20210716]

-

[lamiaalbailmiotramonto]

Si avverano sempre, non deludermi proprio oggi che ne ho bisogno.

[abbracciami-io-tengo-a-te]

TI PREGO

[rovineemancanze]

Ogni volta che vedevo questa gif speravo la stessa cosa “Ti prego fa che mi innamoro di nuovo e che quella persona mi ami come io potrei amare lui..” Così ho incontrato l'amore della mia vita.. Non smettete mai di credere nei vostri desideri

[selfdestruction-bp]

Quante volte..

[natblida10]

✖️⚽️

[knowledge-matters]

TI IMPLORO

[learnforoneself]

chissà

[thenightandthefullmoon]

✨

[lemadriatroci]

“Amore per amore, ora per ora, parola per parola, sguardo per sguardo, bacio per bacio, da fedelissime labbra, fiato per fiato e gioia per gioia. Così la sera, così il mattino.”

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe - in “Il divano occidentale-orientale”

[mhachkay]

“The more I love humanity in general the less I love man in particular. In my dreams, I often make plans for the service of humanity, and perhaps I might actually face crucifixion if it were suddenly necessary. Yet I am incapable of living in the same room with anyone for two days together. I know from experience. As soon as anyone is near me, his personality disturbs me and restricts my freedom. In twenty-four hours I begin to hate the best of men: one because he’s too long over his dinner, another because he has a cold and keeps on blowing his nose. I become hostile to people the moment they come close to me. But it has always happened that the more I hate men individually the more I love humanity.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

[acknowledgetheabsurd]

The Stranger (1967)

[apoemaday]

A Man Doesn’t Have Time in His Life

by Yehuda Amichai

A man doesn’t have time in his life to have time for everything. He doesn’t have seasons enough to have a season for every purpose. Ecclesiastes Was wrong about that.

A man needs to love and to hate at the same moment, to laugh and cry with the same eyes, with the same hands to throw stones and to gather them, to make love in war and war in love. And to hate and forgive and remember and forget, to arrange and confuse, to eat and to digest what history takes years and years to do.

A man doesn’t have time. When he loses he seeks, when he finds he forgets, when he forgets he loves, when he loves he begins to forget.

And his soul is seasoned, his soul is very professional. Only his body remains forever an amateur. It tries and it misses, gets muddled, doesn’t learn a thing, drunk and blind in its pleasures and its pains.

He will die as figs die in autumn, Shriveled and full of himself and sweet, the leaves growing dry on the ground, the bare branches pointing to the place where there’s time for everything.

[romaisachoice]

“Point me out the happy man and I will point you out either extreme egotism, selfishness, evil — or else an absolute ignorance.”

— Graham Greene (via feellng)

[blucomelamarea]

“Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors, played by somebody I do not know.”

— John Keats

[romaisachoice]

“The way to love someone is to lightly run your finger over that person’s soul until you find a crack, and then gently pour your love into that crack.”

— ~ Keith Miller (via creatingaquietmind)

[romaisachoice]

“I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.”

— Franz Kafka, a diary entry dated 23 March 1914  (via hnji)

[romaisachoice]

“حدثني عن القتل .. عن الحياة .. التي تتسرب في لحظة .. من ثقب في جبهة الرأس .. أو القلب .. أو البطن .. عن غدٍ قادم بلا أب .. ولا أم .. وبلا ابن .. وبعدها .. حدثني ما شئت عن موقفك السياسي ..”

— محمد الدسوقي (via renaramad303)