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When love beckons to you, follow him, And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
-Kahlil Gibran, on Love.
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The Second Coming
BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
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Zacharias Heyns. Emblemata. 1625.
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A mermaid found a swimming lad, Picked him for her own, Pressed her body to his body, Laughed: and plunging down Forgot in cruel happiness That even lovers drown.
W.B. Yeats - The Mermaid (1918)
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“In emails which were exchanged with Coppola on September 2, 2022, and which were later obtained by Variety, Lisa Marie Presley, who died in January 2023, criticized how the film's script portrayed her father, stating in one message that "My father only comes across as a predator and manipulative. As his daughter, I don't read this and see any of my father in this character. I don't read this and see my mother's perspective of my father. I read this and see your shockingly vengeful and contemptuous perspective and I don't understand why?"”
Losing respect for Sophia Coppola
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Antonio Berni
Delesio Antonio Berni (Rosario, 14 May 1905 - Buenos Aires, 13 October 1981) was an Argentine figurative artist. He is associated with the movement known as Nuevo Realismo (“New Realism”), a Latin American extension of social realism. His work, including a series of Juanito Laguna collages depicting poverty and the effects of industrialization in Buenos Aires, has been exhibited around the world.
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Full moon libra ECLIPSE
Know your rights or be wronged
I ended the winter with debauchery that made me fast into spring
a sudden desire for capital, law, change, to get far away
I cut myself and others with my multi-facetedness, still with so much rage
smoked a j and talked about my mother
realized she is a saint once a snow rat told me so
tried to find the words to tell her I knew but missed the mark and argued somehow
her expectation of me versus my expectation of her
I cried on my sister’s couch on the phone with my insurance agent
my mechanic asked me if i had a cold
just allergies I said
which i had been feeling as a scratch in the back of my throat but it comes and goes just like i do just like my mind does just like my mood
the allergies are gone now just like my bad back ache which came once I broke my fast
the whole time in truckee has felt like wanting to cry or I’m just really raw from my fast right now
my cousin said it makes sense that after eating you would rest.
Like in the wild after finally getting a good meal humans were meant to relax a few days
swinging swinging
i feel like I’ve reached a rung in the wheel i can recognize
Now i enter a new stratosphere of climbing
i want to plot my mind out like the mountains
i want to know every storm and where it came from and why
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New moon Pisces
Ethan left his phone in the van. I call Charlie to give Ethan the address of Pete and Jordan’s house. When he gets to the house Ethan tells us Charlie gave him a piece of paper with the address on it and nothing else.
I love that small town shit, Karleen says, and we’re driving down old 40 and I’m taking videos because I haven’t been here here since last summer with Noah and now the mountains are covered in snow and we’re just getting around the bend where you get the money shot of Donner Lake.
We’re drinking coors lites and we finish them before we get to town. We almost hit a pair crossing the street and we realize it’s Karleen’s fresh ex who wouldn’t let her get her snowboard gear out of his house before he kicked her out. He’s with his brother walking right past the restaurant where we work.
“PTSD…” I said when Karl asked me if I’d ever known someone who fought for food.
“PTSD…” he said when I told him about my dream I had of trying to finish my homework right before class.
Karleen and I talk about our boyfriends who were so mean to us when we were so young. Jordan’s young and bright and beautiful. It reminds us of ourselves before we got so hurt.
My healing reminds me of how I tell people to paddle more than they think they should when I’m teaching them how to surf. I needed to heal more than I thought. I needed to stay put. Let weather cycles wash out my mind.
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1930 Ernest Hemingway's bathroom in Key West, Florida. From Art Deco, Avant Garde and Modernism, FB.
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Vital Organs Back View
-Plain Home Talk 1902
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