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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things through narrow chinks of his cavern.
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
William Blake
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What kind of writer am I if I detest writing?
Stalker (1979) dir. Andrei Tarkovsky
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— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin: Vol. 1 (1931-1934)
[text ID: I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.]
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2002 GUCCI LEATHER JACKET BY TOM FORD
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Faith consists in believing that God is love and nothing else. But that is still not the right way to put it. Faith consists in believing that reality is love and nothing else. Like a child in play, hiding from its mother behind a chair, so God plays at separating himself from God behind the creation. This joke of God’s is what we are. Believe that reality is love, while still seeing it exactly as it is. Love what is intolerable. Embrace what is made of iron, press one’s flesh against the metallic harshness and chill. This is not any kind of masochism. What excites masochists is only the semblance of cruelty, because they don’t know what cruelty is. In any case, what one has to embrace is not cruelty, it is blind indifference and brutality. Only in this way does love become impersonal. If love finds no object, the lover must love his love itself, perceived as something external. Then one has found God.
Simone Weil, First and Last Notebooks ("New York Notebook, 1942")
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Teorema 1968
Pier Paolo Pasolini
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الله😭
“The love of our neighbour in all its fullness simply means being able to say to him: “What are you going through?” It is a recognition that the sufferer exists, not only as a unit in a collection, or a specimen from the social category labelled “unfortunate,” but as a man, exactly like us, who was one day stamped with a special mark by affliction.”
- Simone Weil [Waiting for God]
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How do I not let the redpill “women are no longer attractive at 30” mindset get to me
Reject pedophilic, pornographic indoctrination. The brain’s frontal lobe is in development until the age of thirty. A new decade of embodiment begets new life. The aging evolution is Maa Dhumavati’s grand privilege. The male predator guns for female naivety/powerlessness. The self-assured seer is only a threat to the failed male animal. Female sagacity is the true Goddesshead of erotic magnetism. True magnetism unfurls from the belladonna of the soul. Erotic prowess is immovable self-esteem/crystalline self-mastery. The Grand Mother designed womban’s orgasmic sea to expand/deepen with age. The resolute, self-possessed dea forever wields the powers of life, death, and resurrection.
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“Our consciousness is aware of resistances, because the other person seems strange and uncanny, and because we cannot get accustomed to the idea that we are not absolute master in our own house. We should prefer to be always "I" and nothing else.”
- Carl Jung, 'Aion'
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Weekend, 1967
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Louise Bourgeois - Cell (Arch of Hysteria), 1989-93
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Mur Murs (Agnès Varda, 1981)
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from sopranos autopsy (‘the ride’ s6e9)
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Au Hasard Balthazar (1966)-Robert Bresson.
Pickpocket (1959)-Robert Bresson.
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