Jules of Nature

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Show & Tell
Sweet Seals For You, Always
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
occasionally subtle
trying on a metaphor

Andulka

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todays bird
NASA
Stranger Things
Cosimo Galluzzi

if i look back, i am lost
AnasAbdin
styofa doing anything
Keni

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@shebitesthehandofgod
i don't care.
The real hopeless victims of mental illness are to be found among those who appear to be most normal. Many of them are normal because they are so well adjusted to our mode of existence, because their human voice has been silenced so early in their lives that they do not even struggle or suffer or develop symptoms as the neurotic does. They are normal not in what may be called the absolute sense of the word; they are normal only in relation to a profoundly abnormal society. Their perfect adjustment to that abnormal society is a measure of their mental sickness. These millions of abnormally normal people, living without fuss in a society to which, if they were fully human beings, they ought not to be adjusted.
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World Revisited
Love me and eat me. Possession, Andrzej Żuławski // Tanaka Mhishi, Literary Sexts // Hélène Cixous, Stigmata // Jennifer’s Body, Karyn Kusama // Postcolonial Love Poem, Natalie Diaz // Killer, Phoebe Bridgers // Bones and All, Luca Guadagnino // Famous Last Words (An Ode To Eaters), Ethel Cain // Hannibal, Bryan Fuller
Angela Foster and Vega Zagier Roberts, Managing Mental Health in the Community
Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment
Grit: A Poetry Collection, Silas Denver Melvin
they're minor inconveniences TO YOU. i WILL consider killing myself
My audience is God, because who the hell else could understand me? Who else has been dead twice?
The words boil out of me, coil after coil of sinuous possibility. The cosmos unravels from my mouth, all fullness, all vacancy.
— Margaret Atwood, from Half-Hanged Mary
i am going to reconnect with nature (im going to kms in a forest and let my body rot there)
If he stabbed me violently with a feral look in his face I'd get lost in his beautiful eyes
“And I saw it didn’t matter / who had loved me or who I loved. I was alone.”
— Dorianne Laux, from “After Twelve Days of Rain”, What We Carry
“I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone And all i loved, i loved alone.”
— Edgar Allan Poe, From “Alone.”
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Ottessa Moshfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation
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