i wish i had the option of appearing only to the people i love, i dont want to exist to anyone else, if i have to be a physical entity, i wanna password-protect this vessel
"“Our parents plant mental and emotional seeds in us—seeds that grow as we do. In some families, these are seeds of love, respect, and independence. But in many others, they are seeds of fear, obligation, or guilt.”
— Susan Forward"
— Susan Forward"
—(via classic-elegant-beautiful)
An Ethiopian woman prays at Deir el-Sultan Monastery in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre in Jerusalem, Israel. (Photographer: unnamed - Associated Press)
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You think you will never forget any of this, you will remember it always just the way it was. But you can’t remember it the way it was. To know it, you have to be living in the presence of it right as it is happening. It can return only by surprise. Speaking of these things tells you that there are no words for them that are equal to them or that can restore them to your mind. And so you have a life that you are living only now, now and now and now, gone before you can speak of it, and you must be thankful for living day by day, moment by moment, in this presence.
But you have a life too that you remember. It stays with you. You have lived a life in the breath and pulse and living light of the present, and your memories of it, remember now, are of a different life in a different world and time. When you remember the past, you are not remembering it as it was. You are remembering it as it is. It is a vision or a dream, present with you in the present, alive with you in the only time you are alive.
"—Hannah Coulter, Wendell Berry.
(via provst)
(via provst)
"…Longing, of course,
becomes its own object, the way
that desire can make anything into a god."
becomes its own object, the way
that desire can make anything into a god."
—Mark Doty, excerpt of The Death of Antinous (via saintjoan)
"There is a secret bond between slowness and memory, between speed and forgetting. Consider this utterly commonplace situation: a man is walking down the street. At a certain moment, he tries to recall something, but the recollection escapes him. Automatically, he slows down. Meanwhile. a person who wants to forget a disagreeable incident he has just lived through starts unconsciously to speed up his pace, as if he were trying to distance himself from a thing still too close to him in time.
In existential mathematics, that experience takes the form of two basic equations: the degree of slowness is directly proportional to the intensity of memory; the degree of speed is directly proportional to the intensity of forgetting."
In existential mathematics, that experience takes the form of two basic equations: the degree of slowness is directly proportional to the intensity of memory; the degree of speed is directly proportional to the intensity of forgetting."
—Milan Kundera, Slowness (via soracities)
SHOW ME THE WAY. a san junipero mix (listen)
Marisa Marko, untitled, 2017
"Instead of saying “I don’t have time” try saying “it’s not a priority,” and see how that feels. Often, that’s a perfectly adequate explanation. I have time to iron my sheets, I just don’t want to. But other things are harder. Try it: “I’m not going to edit your résumé, sweetie, because it’s not a priority.” “I don’t go to the doctor because my health is not a priority.” If these phrases don’t sit well, that’s the point. Changing our language reminds us that time is a choice. If we don’t like how we’re spending an hour, we can choose differently."
—Wall Street Journal
Toel Moum, colleita, date not given