claudia

it's claudia (also on substack: claudiamorales.substack.com)

[filmnoirsbian]

[seeinstars]

man

[amandla]

[fawnaura]

Rainer Maria Rilke, from Book of Hours, tr. by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy

[infinityonhighvevo]

yeah yeah yeah mortifying ordeal of being known and all that but sometimes a friend mentions something about you that you didn’t think was noticeable and it feels like your heart is being cradled in their hands

[intopermanence]

I experienced pleasure like a future pain.

Annie Ernaux, trans. by Tanya Leslie, from “Simple Passion”

[seeinstars]

thirty. good time to invent myself right

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Ingeborg Bachmann (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[petaltexturedskies]

I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and if not how shall I correct it? Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven, can I do better? Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows can do it and I am, well, hopeless. Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it, am I going to get rheumatism, lockjaw, dementia? Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.

Mary Oliver, “I worried”

[drunkwhenimadethis]

Wake up call fr

[chloeinletters]

To Live a Textured Life

[brutalgrace333]

“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver

[organt-deactivated20140506]

On the commonly misattributed Emma Goldman quote "If I can't dance, I don't want to be part of your revolution"

“If I can’t dance, I don’t want to be part of your revolution” a quote frequently attributed to anarcho-feminist icon Emma Goldman, never actually appears in any of her work. It was invented by anarchist printer Jack Frager in 1973 for a series of t-shirts, a paraphrase of a longer paragraph from Goldman’s autobiography Living My Life:

At the dances I was one of the most untiring and gayest. One evening a cousin of Sasha, a young boy, took me aside. With a grave face, as if he were about to announce the death of a dear comrade, he whispered to me that it did not behoove an agitator to dance. Certainly not with such reckless abandon, anyway. It was undignified for one who was on the way to become a force in the anarchist movement. My frivolity would only hurt the Cause. I grew furious at the impudent interference of the boy. I told him to mind his own business. I was tired of having the Cause constantly thrown into my face. I did not believe that a Cause which stood for a beautiful ideal, for anarchism, for release and freedom from convention and prejudice, should demand the denial of life and joy. I insisted that our Cause could not expect me to become a nun and that the movement would not be turned into a cloister. If it meant that, I did not want it.

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[cruellesummer]

long story short, it was a hard time

[seeinstars]

if i have been on this web site since 2009 i should be able to just take someone’s url

[seeinstars]

holy shit hello this blog was randomly permabanned without explanation almost five years ago and after multiple attempts at getting it back when there was No support staff i just bumped an email from 2019 being like “hey on the off off off chance the files haven’t been deleted and you can let me back into my blog” and ,,,,, they let me back in within hours

a decade of my life’s documentation!!! that i thought i’d lost forever!!! we’re so back

[seeinstars]

if you’re still on here and knew me back when and want to stay in touch i’m on twitter at claudiaposting and on ig at claudia.jpegs : - )

[seeinstars]

holy shit hello this blog was randomly permabanned without explanation almost five years ago and after multiple attempts at getting it back when there was No support staff i just bumped an email from 2019 being like “hey on the off off off chance the files haven’t been deleted and you can let me back into my blog” and ,,,,, they let me back in within hours

a decade of my life’s documentation!!! that i thought i’d lost forever!!! we’re so back

[seeinstars]

confetti’s always coming down / when i’m coming down too / i wasted all my hard-earned truth / on a room full of people who will always believe you