Emil Nolde - Autumn Sea XII (1910)

actually i saw this on dash and i might as well ask!!

i don't "dissociate" i'm just practicing separating my soul from my body so i'm ready for death. like any good philosopher should

The combination of 'unnervingly flawless self-control' with 'occasional tendency to engage in reckless, dangerous, and borderline self-destructive or death-seeking behaviour' in a character is SUCH catnip to me

if yall ever want like serious advice from me about how to solve burnout as a creative it's like...

literally ignore it. stop pushing. go do something else, enjoy your life, fill it with other things, do what brings you joy in the moment if you can.

go to the gym, take a walk to touch grass and look at dogs and smell flowers, cook dinner, watch tv with your friends, talk about your feelings as needed with ppl you trust, take a drive and blast your music, do the chores you need to do, the job hunting slog you need to do, read books that aren't for research, stop cordoning off your brain for The Craft or The Draft or whatever the fuck

forget about the project, stop thinking about it for as long as it takes to be excited again.

fuckin rest, basically

reiterating this--

stop pushing. stop blaming yourself for not working on creative stuff enough, stop tormenting yourself. remove all pressure and expectation. it'll be done whenever, you'll work on it whenever. who the fuck knows when that is, but it'll happen when it's ready.

stop doing shit that feels bad. do stuff that makes you happy and relaxed.

at a certain level of spoon usage from job, chores, errands, socialization and basic maintenance there will just Not Be Anything Left for your projects for awhile.

you have to let it build back up and then take your time getting back into it organically as it comes.

hope this helps someone else, bc I have learned it the hard-headed stubborn-ass fish-thrashing-in-a-net way and it's been agonizing.

big fan of the “I can’t fix him but I can follow him to his tragic and untimely end and love him even as he becomes corrupted and decays into a shadow of his former self” trope

Please do cite the deep magic to me actually. I may have been there when it was written but I am very forgetful

Of Course You Trust Him

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“Don’t I always? You don’t have to ask every time.” 

Theo huffs, amused. “I’m… not sure you should, all things considered.” 

Before you can ask what he means, the world twists. There’s a pulling sensation, a bit like the tie you just severed. 

Your first instinct is to resist this pull, caught off guard as you are. But you told Theo you would trust him, so you let yourself be led away. 

When your vision clears you are no longer in Pat’s living room. 

No, you’re somewhere much more familiar. 

“Seriously?” you chide the open air. 

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