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when Charles Bukowski said "and when nobody wakes you up in the morning, and when nobody waits for you at night, and when you can do whatever you want. what do you call it, freedom or loneliness?"
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“You desire to know the art of living? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering.”
— Henri-Frédéric Amiel
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“I like mathematics because it is not human and has nothing particular to do with this planet or with the whole accidental universe.”
— Bertrand Russell
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“And people get all fouled up because they want the world to have meaning as if it were words… As if you had a meaning, as if you were a mere word, as if you were something that could be looked up in a dictionary. You are meaning.”
— Alan Watts
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“People aren’t against you; they are for themselves. The most dangerous risk of all - the risk of spending your life not doing what you want on the bet you can buy yourself the freedom to do it later. He who conquers others is strong, he who conquers himself is mighty.”
— Laozi
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“Yet surely it would be better, or rather necessary to refute, in defense of truth, even views to which one is attached.”
— Aristotle
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“The next suitable person you’re in light conversation with, you stop suddenly in the middle of the conversation and look at the person closely and say, “What’s wrong?” You say it in a concerned way. He’ll say, “What do you mean?” You say, “Something’s wrong. I can tell. What is it?” And he’ll look stunned and say, “How did you know?” He doesn’t realize something’s always wrong, with everybody. Often more than one thing. He doesn’t know everybody’s always going around all the time with something wrong and believing they’re exerting great willpower and control to keep other people, for whom they think nothing’s ever wrong, from seeing it.”
— David Foster Wallace, The Pale King
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“The more you struggle to live, the less you live. Give up the notion that you must be sure of what you are doing. Instead, surrender to what is real within you, for that alone is sure….you are above everything distressing.”
— Baruch Spinoza
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“When we say that pleasure is the end and aim, we do not mean the pleasures of the prodigal or the pleasures of sensuality, as we are understood to do by some through ignorance, prejudice, or willful misrepresentation. By pleasure we mean the absence of pain in the body and of trouble in the soul.”
— Epicurus, Letter to Menoeceus
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“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.” - Franz Kafka
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Oh I really do enjoy how the 2020s are shaping up to be a lot like the 1920s. You get a generation of lost kids that grew up during a war. They reject their parents conservative attitudes. The youth has created a resurgence of Dadaism and Nihilism that the older generations don’t understand. An artistic boom replacing the materialistic tendencies of our parents. The queer community is thriving in a way that it hasent been in years. Activism and socialist ideologies are on the rise again. How wonderful. It makes me want to go to Paris and be the next Gertrude Stein
This is a Hot Take that I am HERE FOR.
Maybe it’s the chance to do it right this time! Let’s do this!
looks nervously at 1930s and 40s
“When a thing hurts your eyes, stop looking at it. When it hurts your ears, stop listening to it. And when it hurts your heart, stop justifying it.” - unknown
Art by Nono Astro Irareza
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notes on medusa
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“We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking.”
— Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus
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Unholy hunger
These days I only love in order to steal Bits of soul from those rare, Beautiful human effigies Where I latch on like a leech, Heart set on feeding covertly.
And I will let go, ere unearthed; Slither off elsewhere and process the Quintessence of idolization, exuded By the unsuspecting revered, Never to feel adored Or put on a pedestal like a muse of old, Yet simply sampled To be secretly safeguarded Within the dark and cold of the burrow.
Living on like a bulb of light and warmth; A beacon of faith and hope for the world, Which I must keep ‘cause I can’t go on Pretending there’s space For true love.
This heart I keep hidden is a gargantuan. Alas, with ouroboric tendencies; it will – Consume itself in desperation When kept unchecked within the confines Of its banishment; a fledgling, screeching, Awaiting the offerings of regurgitation.
Frown upon me for my crimes and my theft, As I do frown upon myself, the monster Nurtured by angels, demons, goddesses, Witches, and magical creatures of earth. Yet allow me to feed in peace, sequestered, And I will repay you in crumbles of poetry.
Perhaps then, you will come to understand The unholy hunger that compels me To steal the bright shards of human effigies, Even if you would only read the mere Splinters, broken off by my Chisel-like teeth.
— 20-10-2019, M.A. Tempels © “… is mine any different than your hunger to read?”
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Your future self is watching you right now through memories.