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Cosimo Galluzzi
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Not today Justin
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Janaina Medeiros
we're not kids anymore.
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Ultra Violeta
Harshita Jhawar, how you feel
Franz Wright, from God's Silence; "Father Roger Goes for a Walk"
[Text ID: It's the last day of somebody's childhood. / And every day I'll try / to do one thing I like, / in memory of being happy.]
Indoor Installation of 10,000 Plants Considers Relationship Between Endangered Australian Grasslands and Architecture
“The best gift you are ever going to give someone - the permission to feel safe in their own skin. To feel worthy. To feel like they are enough.”
— Hannah Brechner (via habdichverloren)
300122, S.T.
It takes courage…to endure the sharp pains of self discovery rather than choose to take the dull pain of unconsciousness that would last the rest of our lives.
- Marianne Williamson, A Return to love: Reflections on the Principles of ‘A Course in Miracles’
I think a lot about how we as a culture have turned “forever” into the only acceptable definition of success.
Like… if you open a coffee shop and run it for a while and it makes you happy but then stuff gets too expensive and stressful and you want to do something else so you close it, it’s a “failed” business. If you write a book or two, then decide that you don’t actually want to keep doing that, you’re a “failed” writer. If you marry someone, and that marriage is good for a while, and then stops working and you get divorced, it’s a “failed” marriage.
The only acceptable “win condition” is “you keep doing that thing forever”. A friendship that lasts for a few years but then its time is done and you move on is considered less valuable or not a “real” friendship. A hobby that you do for a while and then are done with is a “phase” - or, alternatively, a “pity” that you don’t do that thing any more. A fandom is “dying” because people have had a lot of fun with it but are now moving on to other things.
I just think that something can be good, and also end, and that thing was still good. And it’s okay to be sad that it ended, too. But the idea that anything that ends is automatically less than this hypothetical eternal state of success… I don’t think that’s doing us any good at all.
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
Cain, José Saramago (trans. Margaret Jull Costa)
Forgotten Letter #68 by James Andrew Crosby
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