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“[We should] refrain from reading such notions as “fictive”, “fabricated”, and “untrue to life” into the word “novelistic”. Because human lives are composed in precisely such a fashion. They are composed like music. Guided by his sense of beauty, an individual transforms a fortuitous occurrence…into a motif, which then assumes a permanent place in the composition of the individual’s life […] Without realising it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress.

It is wrong then to chide the novel for being fascinated by mysterious coincidences…but it is right to chide man for being blind to such coincidences in his daily life. For he thereby deprives his life of a dimension of beauty.”

Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being

“Here I was born and there I died. It was only a moment for you. You took no notice.” (Vertigo, 1958, Alfred Hitchcock)

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I myself, from the very beginning, Seemed to myself like someone's dream or delirium Or a reflection in someone else's mirror, Without flesh, without meaning, without a name. Already I knew the list of crimes That I was destined to commit.

Anna Akhmatova

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I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teach myself to live again.

Anna Akhmatova

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The child is not dead. She is sleeping. Gone from this world Which is broken. The angel of Michael Outside the garden His circle of fire Maddening around the tree. He put the word Back into her: A heavy kind of music. Then she was free. As we all are. All night I stood in the icy wind, Praying for the storm to destroy me. But the wind blew through me Like I was a hologram. If you say I am a mystic, Then fine: I’m a mystic. The trees are not trees, anyway.

Midnight Office - Cynthia Cruz (October 2015)

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Poverty is in the language, it is in her gaze back. It seeps and oozes into every poverty-stricken word. Each word is used sparingly as if each word were currency. It is everywhere. It stains everything. It is everywhere. It flies about. It watches from every corner of the page. Poverty is not something one leaves behind. A child born into poverty will always feel its presence at the edges of everything. Even right now, you can feel it—it is in my words, these tiny fractured things.

Duras (Poverty) - Cynthia Cruz (from Guidebooks for the Dead, 2020)

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Christmas on Earth (Barbara Rubin, 1963, 29′)

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Tremor - Es ist immer Krieg (Annik Leroy, 2017, 92′)

Exploring the dark side of European history and art, Annik Leroy’s haunting and meditative epic poem starts with an upside-down image of a smoking volcano. The title suggests imminent danger; the subtitle (borrowed from Ingeborg Bachman, whose quotes we will hear on the voice-over, as well as Pasolini, Moravia, Freud and others) insists it is already, still, again, a violent time.

Tremor is driven by the voices that run through it – the voices of poets and madmen, of a mother or a child. From reflexive thought to spontaneous account, from witness statement to fiction, in turn they talk about their experience of violence and war. We listen to them while our gaze is taken to places and scarred landscapes that are impossible to place. Noises from elsewhere filter through. The image becomes distorted and porous. Music starts to play. The film hones in on the presence of a pianist, before diffracting again...

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i’ve got all this rage in me and i don’t know where to put it

@rbhvleo // paul miller “utopia” // “the book of promothea” hélène cixous tr. betsy wing // gillian flynn “dark places” // ginger snaps // @heavensghost // @vawium // @traumathoughts // lucille clifton “leukemia as white rabbits” // ahamkara lustre print // audre lorde

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In the United States, perhaps more than in any previous culture, the house is a potent symbol. (…) The house is our primary marker of class and our central symbol of domesticity, touching upon everything from women’s rights (the angel in the house, not to mention the homemaker) to the deterioration of the nuclear family (the broken home.) Because of these associations, social critics often employ the house as a symbol for all that is corrupt about American society.

Dale Bailey, excerpt from “Welcome to the Funhouse,” of American Nightmares: The Haunted House Formula in American Popular Fiction

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“You pile up associations the way you pile up bricks. Memory itself is a form of architecture.”

Louise Bourgeois, Louise Bourgeois: Memoria y Arquitectura: Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofia, Madrid, 16 de Noviembre de 1999-14 de Febrero del 2000 (Published January 1st 1999 by Actar D) (via Alive on All Channels)

Euphoria: Trouble Don’t Last Always (2020)

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Euphoria: Trouble Don’t Last Always (2020)

#euphoria #zendaya #trouble don't last always #addiction #mentally ill #mental illness #television therapy #therapy #existential thoughts

Euphoria: Trouble Don’t Last Always (2020)

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“Travel is useful, it exercises the imagination. All the rest is disappointment and fatigue. Our journey is entirely imaginary. That is its strength. It goes from life to death. People, animals, cities, things, are all imagined. It’s a novel, just a fictitious narrative … You just have to close your eyes. It’s on the other side of life.” Paolo Sorrentino - The Great Beauty (2013)