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“There's thunder in our hearts" K.B.

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you being yourself and me being myself. but together

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Breakups are hard.

My latest series is a meditation on love, grief, and the tension between the attempt and the inability to let go. More: Life After You

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[alibaracnik]

Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.

Richard Siken, The Worm King’s Lullaby (via gabriellesevilla)

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Mehmet Erdogan at the Week Gallery!

The century of possibility

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istanbul with my iphone only

i began a new series: instanbul

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still life. summer.

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spring 2016 look: extremely loud & incredibly close

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We are all alive together in some of the worst moments of human history. And it's about to get worse, a lot worse, before (if ever) it gets better. And I know you don't want to hear it, but I think you know it. Even if you pretend not to be paying attention. The level of addiction I see in myself and in others is not a coincidence. The need for escapism. I'm often annoyed by ignorance in others. But my own capacity for empathy, too, is tested too many times, every day. I try to remain open, to let myself feel the vastness of human, animal, planetary suffering, but too often I zone out. Staying conscious is so hard. And remembering to move out of the center. That I am not, you are not the center. I once wrote a note for myself: Acıyorsa kafanı çevirme. Daha dikkatli bak. "If it hurts, don't look away. Look closer." I know it's difficult, but I wish we would.

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[theclassicsreader]

It should be enough. To make something beautiful should be enough. It isn’t. It should be.

Richard Siken from “Landscape with a Blur of Conquerors” (via theclassicsreader)

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new york souvenir

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Got back from an amazing trip to New York.

Here are some photos from Manhattan & Brooklyn.

See a different set on my Instagram

I’m also sometimes on snapchat: mehmeterdogan8

[abandonedloveseries]

I keep thinking how we almost made it

quote submitted from UK // banner & photography by peytonfulford

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I am sad for things that have not happened yet, and the process by which the future is turning and tearing my heart out is more painful than I thought. I am sad for things that have not happened yet, and I am trying to bow down before the vast expanse of time and let what will happen wash over me like medicine. It is bitter and acidic, this potion; it clings to my wounds and cleans them roughly; it invades my chest with snaking drops and it pulls and pushes until I am not sure what is me and what is it. It is my job to trust it.

I am trying to bow down before the future and let it wash over me like medicine. I am trying to bow down before the future. I am trying to bow down. I am trying.

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i love this. seeing your photograph weaved into someone else’s story. that’s social media at its best for me. thank you.

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I’ve been thinking about “Boys for Pele” a lot. It’s been out for twenty years, and I’ve known it for at least fifteen.

People love to call it a “break-up album”, but that’s reductive. Pele's about a woman on the brink of collapse: a woman who has spent her life feeding on the energy of the men in her life and who decides instead to dig deep down for her own fire. It’s about turning the mirror towards yourself. It’s about drinking tea with your shadow.

And the most striking thing about it to me is that she is not writing from her destination. She hasn’t yet arrived. She is still in the thick of it - Pele’s a swamp - and there’s a chance she won’t make it. That’s where the urgency comes from. You have the sense it may not end well.

Critics love to call it a confessional record, because that's the way sexism digests female output, but Pele is not confessional. Confession requires consciousness. The songs on Pele are pre-conscious. They’re coming from the psyche, so they’re coded. Half the time they barely make sense. The lyrics are not literal but impressionistic. She doesn’t tell; she paints.

Which means the songs aren’t bound by shape. When you grow, they grow with you.

Pele is about violence. Sexual, physical, emotional, sure, but also about self-inflicted violence, about how crippling doubt and self-hatred turned inwards manifest as self-destructive partners and patterns. I guess to me Pele is ultimately more than a music record, it’s not psychobabble, it’s not a woman’s sad relationship diary. It's a road map for learning your wounds, exorcism, liberation.

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so yeah