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— Austin Osman Spare, from ‘The Logomachy of Zos’
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“For I am I: ergo, the truth of myself; my own sphinx, conflict, chaos, vortex—asymmetric to all rhythms, oblique to all paths. I am the prism between black and white: mine own unison in duality.”
— Austin Osman Spare, from ‘The Logomachy of Zos’
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People often think of fire as a destructive force, and it can be. But fire also rejuvenates the land. Many grasses have evolved root systems that survive fires so they can be renewed, and some trees and other plants have seeds that only germinate after a fire has come through. Plus fires clean out old dead wood and other debris, making it easier for fresh plant life to grow.
pain is finally pouring out of you. leave something beautiful in its wake.
Katherine Arden, The Winter of the Witch
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“We talk so much of light, please let me speak on behalf of the good dark. Let us talk more of how dark the beginning of a day is.”
— Maggie Smith, from “How Dark the Beginning”
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I restore, I reconstruct, so surrounded am I by death. Without truce, without halo, without grace. And that voice, that elegy for a prime mover: a scream, a gust, a murmur among the gods. I make vespers. And what about you?
Alejandra Pizarnik, from Extracting the Stone of Madness. Translated by Yvette Siegert. (via pairedaeza)
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I learned landscape from wolves, mountains from the moon, and city from an acacia tree. Sunlight is my other half, the other half of night.
Negar Emrani, from ‘Exhaust’. Translated from the Farsi by Kaveh Akbar. Published in Blackbird. (via pairedaeza)
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