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appleinducedsleep · 1 year

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having a bad case of reading slump-itis again

#booklr #bookworm life #bookworm problems #books #reading #reading slump

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stefito0o · 1 year

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Just a little reminder that it's okay if you're a book blog but mainly read on Kindle or listen to audiobooks so you don't have cool photos of your "read in *insert month*" book stack. You're still valid 📚

#reading #books #book blog #booklr #my posts #bookworm #booknerd #bookworm life

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aroaceoutinspace · 1 year

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Today's mood: wanting to read, but being unable to decide what to read because picking the wrong thing for today's undetectable mood will create another reading slump, so it's less stressful rubbish on my phone instead-

Relate?

#booklr #reading slump #reading struggles #help #bookworm life #bookworm struggles #bookworms #books #read #relatable #its painful #my rambles #my ramblings

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the-elusive-writer · 2 months

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A Sunday well spent (reading) brings a week of content 📚✨

#reading #books #old books #bookworm #bookworm life #my photography #beauty #photography #my photos #photographers of tumblr #35mm #indoors

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whilereadingandwalking · 2 years

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Daydreaming of reading near the ocean and exploring new cities.

#bookstagram #bookish love #bookworm life #books on books #reading and walking

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anniesboookshelf · 2 years

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nothing is more comforting that sitting outside in amazing weather and reading an amazing book 📖💜

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chodzacaparodia · 11 months

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#oops i did it again #seriously why am i doing this to myself #romance books #bookworm life #books and libraries #ya books #na books #memes #bookslover #reading #books #kim holden #tillie cole #john green #brittainy c. cherry #adam silvera

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fromdarzaitoleeza · 5 months

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{Quotes marguaxpoetry on Instagram / Sarah Kay}

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stefito0o · 1 year

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"Reader's Bill of Rights

1. The right to not read

2. The right to skip pages

3. The right to not finish

4. The right to reread

5. The right to read anything

6. The right to escapism

7. The right to read anywhere

8. The right to browse

9. The right to read out loud

10. The right to not defend your tastes"

Daniel Pennac

#reading #reader #bookworm #my posts #books #bookworm life #booklr

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aroaceoutinspace · 1 year

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Raybearer Aesthetic

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#booklr #books #bookworm life #ace character #book reccs #book aesthetics #book aesthetic #raybearer #tarasai #jordan ifueko #fantasy books #fantasy booklr

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the-elusive-writer · 1 year

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A lovely place to be ✨📚

#book #pages #reading #bookworm life #bookworm #my photography #photography #photographers of tumblr #my photos #words #poetry #35mm

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herigo · 4 months

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eagle-longing-for-siwa · 6 months

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Me when reading a book: this subject is too light...let me fix it for you, I'll make it heavier yet light as a feather.

#add to the load #thoughts #random thoughts #reading #bookworm #bookworm life #book #books

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jomolinacabrera · 9 months

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Fernando Pessoa’s The Complete Works of Alberto Caeiro Bilingual Edition Review

I started with Fernando Pessoa’s The Complete Works of Alberto Caeiro Bilingual Edition. His pseudonyms were not just that they were actual characters, OC’s, apart from him with different thoughts & believes. He gave them dates of births and lives then wrote as them. He had like two trunks and 30k papers found that is still being delved through with over 70 characters he did this with. His main character and most prolific is the one I started with.

I found myself more intellectually moved than emotionally. And it led me to wonder if Caeiro’s poetry any less because he is a fictious character of Pessoa’s imagination. Are the emotions a flat facsimile. They are pretty in their own way. And expertly tailored for the character. But a character he was.

Yet do I not feel with a fictional character in a novel as I walk alongside during their trials in magical or mundane worlds. So why did I not find myself falling into this characters head but instead intellectualizing, analyzing what it says about the Pessoa instead.

This character is no less than one in a novel, except his world is viewed through the poetry he writes as he experiences. Maybe it is because I could not see the experiences that begat the poetry as I see the experiences in a novel.

And yet I don’t see the experiences of any poet that have breathed & I still become wrapped around their words instead of intentions. I think all of our characters have pieces of us in them & Caeiro’s character is so wrapped around the state of nothing as only someone whose head is intimately entangled in chaos & wishes for simplicity could write him.

If you write a song about something you experienced it is all you. If you write a poem about something you experienced it is all you. If you write a character who writes a poem on his experience experiencing how much is it you. In parts I think he created this character then deemed this creation his poetical master because this is who he wanted to learn to be. To see without searching. To look without wondering. To be. Yet the marvels he would not have created were his head not so full he had to create to empty it.

Caeiro fictional work of art obsessed with everything being nothingness fell in love in the middle of this book. His poetry have become ode to the state of feeling for this other fictional character. And this is was interesting because if love is anything it is everything. You can’t bring the state of nothing to something that is everything. And a transformation we did start to see but then intriguing as it was Caeiro’s the keeper of the sheep portion has finished. It seemed by the end of it he was starting to find the everything in nothing. Don’t you just love a good growth arc. It does make you wonder if he Pessoa made Caeiro fall in love because he himself was similarly was and wanted to explore it or because he hadn’t and still wanted to explore it.

In the uncollected poems portion I found if Caeiro were real and not a carefully constructed fictional entity I would likely find him rather annoying with his perpetual condemnation of poets who personify everything. As is I found him fascinating. Like an interesting lab experiment.

There is a wonder if Caeiro while fictional does in fact exist and by that I mean his way of thinking. To see just with eyes and there be no meaning in anything, no significance. And in a world where anything could be it must be. But it is foreign to me whose mind sees in duality. I can look at the stars and know they are hydrogen & helium & gravity. But I can also look at the stars and wonder if they yearned until the yearning burned so hot they consumed everything to travel eons and fall upon the earth until they grew lungs to breathe with and feet to dance with and lips to melt onto another’s.

I see the stars & I see the stars & I know their heat can mean life. But I see the stars & I see the stars & I know their heat must mean life. That the ichor in my veins comes from the very core of them. So if I can yearn w/ such intensity it must be their remanent that allows it. Because when I see one thing I don’t just see one thing. I see a thousand possibilities alongside it. Everything it is, along with everything it could be, and everything it might be, and everything it would be. And my brain is never just seeing to just see. A flower is not just a flower. It is a scent, it is a taste, it is a longing, it is a memory, it is a possibility, it is a remanent, it is kin to the me that blooms when watered and wilts in droughts and came from the earth, it is a tapestry, and a dozen other things. And so is everything else I lay eyes on. But it must be peaceful to see and just see the input from your eyes to your brain and your brain to your eyes and a thousand possibilities never springing like wildflowers unbidden.

By the Interviews section I was sure the Ego Pessoa gave him is as big as the earth Caeiro proclaims to not see with anything but his eyes. I have wondered since reading this Caeiro’s complete works if I have ever seen just to see. I have lived my life in many different state of minds. If it were possible I’d have earned a doctorate in ennui before I left high school. And still even when seeing was a blur I could not see just to see.

And I look at my computer screen in contemplation trying to emulate a foreign frame of mind. A computer is a computer, Caeiro would say. And yes a computer is a computer but my brain connects constellations and manifests Hermes. Humanity’s perpetually attempting to pull the Gods to the mortal world. Quintessential messenger, mischievous and clever as the hands that fall on its keyboard. Humans go to it sometimes as an emissary, sometimes in hopes for luck in trade and wealth, and in it lays the Tower of Babel connecting us all. And as I am more awake than I have ever been before in my life I wonder why I would want to see just to see when seeing multifacetedly births so many interesting things.

I found it kind of hilarious how Pessoa has his other OCs gush about his main OCs poetry and also kind of brilliant from a marketing standpoint because they’re gushing in like lit journals therefore creating more hype for his works. And liked how Pessoa wrote articles about Caeiro like the ultimate author storyboarding their character and trying to delve into their brain and gushing about their OC to anyone would listen for five seconds.

When done with the book I think in parts some of the reason he created so prolifically so many characters who in turn created in their own style. An exploration of these style and thought streams without potential inevitability of another drowning in that ocean. A mind making a multitude of connections to everything like a computer that’s always on and working on a never ending task.

And I do wonder if perhaps his prolific creation of fictional authors and their works which number so vastly they still haven’t finished combing through those trunks was a self regulating method for that ocean, for the ocean sometimes needs to be a stream sometimes for the sake of others, sometimes for its own. And I find it very interesting he would go on discussions with his own characters that he’d type out as himself in as such then sifting his own thoughts & beliefs while getting to know his characters.

All in all I find Pessoa and his processes fascinating and can’t wait to continue reading his works.

#bookworm #books and reading #books and literature #currently reading #booklr #bookworm life #booklover #booknerd #poetry #prose #book review #book recommendations #fernando pessoa #alberto caeiro

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neasoxi · 3 months

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Books and cats.

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fromdarzaitoleeza · 5 months

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{Tokyo Story (1953), Dir. Yasujirô Ozu / Nizar Qabbani}

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