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=> may be a clue to something we should really call our histories and not our selves. It is a clue to the beliefs, the sentences, around which we have organized ourselves.

When our preferred versions of ourselves are not an inspiration, they are a tyranny (a tyranny with which we can humiliate ourselves). Our history of giving up – that is to say, our attitude towards it, our obsession with it, our disavowal of its significance =>

On Giving Up / Adam Phillips

Proust and gratitude.

You and I spend a lot of time together. We watch and listen and learn. We change together.

On Muses and Time.

Walking and falling at the same time. h/t Schopenhauer

Man without a shadow

One who imagines he actually *is* only what he cares to know about himself / C. G. Jung

Isn't the moon dark too,
most of the time?

And doesn't the white page
seem unfinished

without the dark stain
of alphabets?

Why Are Your Poems So Dark? (excerpt) / Linda Pastan

burned house

YouTube video by Fatcat Records Max Richter - On the Nature of Daylight

I want my house open to sun and wind and the voice of the sea, like a Greek temple, and light, light, light everywhere.

Story of San Michele / Axel Munthe

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crow feather / Vis M

I would like
in a faraway language
to tell you what I don’t
understand

...

You ask yourself what is
a place of your own
if you must fade yourself out

Minus One / Samira Negrouche ; Translated from the French by Marilyn Hacker

In the burning house I am eating breakfast.
You understand: there is no house, there is no breakfast, yet here I am.

Morning in the burning house (excerpt) / Margaret Atwood.

There it is. I said it. I'm ashamed but it's in the air and I can't take it back. And now, maybe there's a chance I can make things right with you.
Your turn. Say the things you're afraid to say.

The Last of Us. Future Day.

Rogerian argument

Husband and Wife (detail, 1945) by Milton Avery ; Photo by Allen Phillip

"What is most personal is most general."
On Becoming a Person / Carl Rogers

What is this? Our fifth session? Should I say it out loud? Yeah, I should. You can't heal something unless you're brave enough to say it out loud. I'm scared though. I'm scared to say it. Which is why I have to.

YouTube video by MAD Entertainment Alanis Morissette - Your House (A Cappella)

Bayes | epistolary forms | Clarissa's house within a house and young ladies.

Self-awareness, privacy and the (mis-) uses of power : a contemporary study in ethics, with annotated bibliography.

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punching down

P: Aren't you supposed to be validating me or something?
O: ... You're lying to me. And it's exhausting. I've done this long enough to know when somebody is leaving something out, and you are definitely leaving something out.

The Last of Us. Season 2, episode 1

Eulogy (Black Mirror) / Ella Road ; Charlie Brooker ; Chris Barrett ; Luke Taylor

"By combining two conversations that occur at different times, he creates the illusion of a flashback"

Vargas Llosa Among the Postmodernists / M.Keith Booker

Wrestling with the Paradox of Tolerance

Possibly Phobos and Ares in Ares's chariot (510-530 BCE)

The wise man belongs to all countries, for the home of a great soul is the whole world.
The Open Society and Its Enemies / Karl R. Popper

Theory of Falsification

YouTube video by Martha Wainwright Martha Wainwright- Proserpina

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— the way it was liable to get stuck in unseen chasms whenever it is set out to go deep; or, whenever it aimed at heights, to soar away into boundless and equally invisible heavens, leaving the corporeal form undeservedly neglected / Mishima

YouTube video by Ane Brun - Topic Closer

Why should the area of the skin, which guarantees a human being’s existence in space, be most despised and left to the tender mercies of the senses? I could not understand the laws governing the motion of thought ... =>

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The Sargasso Sea is a region of the Atlantic Ocean bounded by four currents forming an ocean gyre. Unlike all other regions called seas, it has no land boundaries. Image: Oliver S.

This was the final dumping ground. He thought of Janvier's "Sargasso Sea." Just as that imaginary body of water was a history of civilization in the form of a marine junkyard, the studio lot was one in the form of a dream dump. A Sargasso of the imagination! Day of the Locust / Nathanael West

They Shoot Horses, Don't They? / Horace McCoy ; Sydney Pollack Erich Brechbühl ; (based on the photographic studies by Eadweard Muybridge from 1878)

Endurance Art: There is no new experience in life Something may happen to u that u think has never happened before that u think is brand new, but u are mistaken U have only to see or smell or hear or feel a certain something and u will discover that this experience u thought was new has happened b 4

Handmaid's Tale / Atwood ; Bruce Miller

Tenderness and rot
share a border.
And rot is an
aggressive neighbor
whose iridescence
keeps creeping over

No lessons
can be drawn
from this however

One is not
two countries.
One is not meat
corrupting

It is important
to stay sweet
and loving

Kay Ryan

YouTube video by Sil van der Woerd Lolly Jane Blue - White Swan

An exercise in a novel form of mindfulness. How does one listen to the Vinteuil Sonata?

It's like, do I watch the video? Listen?
Old school aesthetics, I guess.

From a friend.

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Morpho Eugenia. Angels and Insects / A. S. Byatt ; Philip Haas

There are things that happen and leave no discernible trace, are not spoken or written of, though it would be very wrong to say that subsequent events go on indifferently, all the same, as though such things had never been.
Possession / A. S. Byatt

YouTube video by LukeK79 Laurie Anderson - White Lily

What Fassbinder film is it? The one-armed man comes into the flower shop and says: What flower expresses days go by, and they just keep going by endlessly, endlessly pulling you into the future. Days go by endlessly, endlessly pulling you into the future?
And the florist says: White Lily.

Exhibit / Jennifer Angus

I wish I could capture this world with my words
And send them to you
So we can sit together once more, As the cicadas sing.

Song of Cicadas (excerpt) / Anne Harrison

if you must live darling one
just live.

K. Henson