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“There is a language older by far and deeper than words. It is the language of bodies, of body on body, wind on snow, rain on trees, wave on stone. It is the language of dream, gesture, symbol, memory. We have forgotten this language. We do not even remember that it exists.”
— Derrick Jensen, ”A Language Older Than Words” (via queen-of-chalices)
Jojo Rabbit (2019) dir. Taika Waititi
Timm Ulrichs: The End - Tattoo
“For the only world that man knows is the empirical world of phenomena, of ‘appearances,’ and that world exists only to the extent that man participates in its construction.”
— Richard Tarnas, The Passion of the Western Mind
“…the mystical side of this solitude; how it is not oneself but something in the universe that one’s left with. It is this that is frightening and exciting in the midst of my profound gloom, depression, boredom, whatever it is.”
— Virginia Woolf, from Selected Diaries
“Please stop destroying what is left of your heart by constantly thinking about things that have broken you.”
— Unknown
Susan Sontag, from “Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1963″
𝙹𝚞𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟶 -𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟹
[ID: Nothing, nothing, nothing. Weakness, self-destruction, tip of a flame of hell piercing the floor. END ID]
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
The summer demands and takes away too much. /But night, the reserved, the reticent, gives more than it takes. John Ashbery
Painting by
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- Evgeniy Monahov
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