“We live in a dislocated chronology.”
— Julia Kristeva in Proust and the Sense of Time.
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“We live in a dislocated chronology.”
— Julia Kristeva in Proust and the Sense of Time.
Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with the voice trembling but start. Start and don't stop. Start where you are, with what you have.🪐
Just start.🌼
Happy fuckin' new year!! ☀️
Just wanted to let you know that appreciate all of you and that I hope every single one of you gets their happy ending whatever that may be.
And don't forget
You're beautiful🌙
You matter🌸
Everything is going to be okay✨
Choose Life.🌳
Life goe son💫
So..start now🌱
I will take it off for you….
𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟾, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
eberhard grossgasteiger
𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶-𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
Mahmoud Darwish, tr. by Sinan Antoon, from “In The Presence of Absence,”
La Jument lighthouse, France
“Let’s cultivate our insanities like precious flowers.”
— Winter of Artifice by Anaïs Nin
Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980
Anaïs Nin, Fire: From “A Journal of Love”: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1937
“Among my people, only the dead / have human faces.”
— — Valzhyna Mort, from “An Attempt at Genealogy,” Music for the Dead and Resurrected
Louise Glück, Averno
Anna Akhmatova, tr. by D. M. Thomas, ‘To Death’ from Selected Poems, 1914