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The window whispering the rain. She comes to be languid with the sense of being before memory, a hollow body filling with the sound of the rain until memory awakens and she is at spill, moving across the landing.

— Paul Lynch, Prophet Song (Atlantic Monthly Press, December 5, 2023)

#Paul Lynch #Prophet Song #rain #raining #memory

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Daisy. 46° F. 6:06 am. April 24, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

#daisy #flower #yellow #cove island park #stamford #daybreak #original photography #photographers on tumblr #spring

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How much of the burden is in the way we watch ourselves?

How much of the burden is in the way we watch ourselves? In the early years of the twenty-first century, everyone is amassing digital information but no one knows how to sort through it. Closets are stacked with old computers. It would be better, of course, to go through all of one’s photos and keep only those worth keeping, but the thought of this induces paralyzing exhaustion. This would involve decision-making, which is cognitively taxing. This would involve delving deep into our personal histories, our pasts, which may involve feelings we don’t feel like feeling. It’s best to just take another photograph. Keep building up the database. Throw it into the cloud, whatever that is. It’s slightly stressful to know that one’s personal database is bloated and disorganized, but you can’t see my cloud. It’s my burden to bear, my weight to carry; luckily, since I’m small, it’s only a cloud... Absorb everything, all of it, at once. Stash it somewhere. Worry about it later.

— Kerry Howley, Bottoms Up and the Devil Laughs: A Journey Through the Deep State (Knopf, March 21, 2023)

#Kerry Howley #deep state #data #internet #web #social media #photography #Bottoms Up and the Devil Laughs: A Journey Through the Deep State

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I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

— Emily Dickinson, in The Crucible of Language: How Language and Mind Create Meaning by Vyvyan Evans (Cambridge University Press, November 19, 2015)

#word #books #read #write #emily dickinson

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Hut @ Twilight. 46° F. 5:10 to 5:20 am. April 24, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

#daybreak #twilight #cove island park #stamford #original photography #photographers on tumblr #low tide #shoreline #morning #dawn

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It takes courage…to endure the sharp pains of self discovery rather than choose to take the dull pain of unconsciousness that would last the rest of our lives.

— Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of ‘A Course in Miracles’ (HarperOne; October 13, 2009)

#Marianne Williamson #self discovery #self awareness #awareness #self knowledge #conscious #consciousness #courage #psychology

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What she sees before her is an idea of order coming undone, the world slewing into a dark and foreign sea. She holds him in her arms, seeking in her whispers to rebuild for her son the old world of laws that lies broken at his feet, for what is the world to a child when a father without word can be made to disappear? The world gives to chaos, the ground you walk on flies into the air and the sun shines dark on your head.

— Paul Lynch, Prophet Song (Atlantic Monthly Press, December 5, 2023)

#Paul Lynch #Prophet Song #law #change #politics #chaos

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Think... of the world which you carry within yourself... and set it above everything that you notice about you. Your inmost happening is worth your whole love, that is what you must somehow work at, and not loose too much time and too much courage in explaining your attitude to people.

― Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet. Reginald Snell  (Translator) (Dover Publications, April 3, 2012)

#Rainer Maria Rilke #mind #thoughts #mental health #world #psychology #love #inner thoughts

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Ah, the Breath of Now

At any given moment, the universe holds its breath— A suspended pause, a cosmic hush, As if the stars lean in, whispering secrets to the wind.

You catch your breath, a fragile butterfly in your chest, And suddenly, you’re alive—truly alive— Not just existing, but dancing on the edge of eternity.

Inspiration flits by, a hummingbird of possibility, Its wings brushing against your senses, Leaving traces of wonder and awe.

The whole world narrows down to this: A heartbeat, a gasp, a revelation. You’re no longer a spectator; you’re a participant.

And in that infinitesimal change, Smothered by the cacophony of existence, You stop. You listen. You become.

For life is a series of “Ahs!”— Those precious moments when the mundane cracks open, And magic spills forth, uncontainable.

So breathe, my friend. Inhale the universe, exhale your worries. Feel the pulse of existence, and know that you are here.

— Joel Meyerowitz, Ah, the Breath of Now (via Hammock Papers)

#joel meyerowitz #now #awareness #moments #breath

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I don’t care what other people think. I’m not interested in morals...Rules do not factor into my decision-making. I’m capable of almost anything.

My name is Patric Gagne and I am a sociopath. I am a passionate mother and wife. I am an engaging therapist. I am extremely charming and well-liked. I have lots of friends. I am a member of a country club. I throw parties for every occasion you can imagine. I live in a nice house. I am a writer. I like to cook. I vote. I make people laugh. I have a dog and a cat, and I wait in carpool lines next to other women with dogs and cats. On the surface I resemble almost every other average American woman. Social media confirms my existence as a happy mommy and loving partner whose posts are borderline narcissistic. Your friends would probably describe me as nice. But guess what? I can’t stand your friends. I’m a liar. I’m a thief. I’m emotionally shallow. I’m mostly immune to remorse and guilt. I’m highly manipulative. I don’t care what other people think. I’m not interested in morals. I’m not interested, period. Rules do not factor into my decision-making. I’m capable of almost anything.

— Patric Gagne, from the Introduction of "Sociopath: A Memoir" (Simon & Schuster, April 2, 2024)

#Patric Gagne #sociopath #morale #psychology

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What I am doing is keeping this family together because right now that is the hardest thing to do in a world that seems designed on tearing us apart, sometimes not doing something is the best way to get what you want, sometimes you have to be quiet and keep your head down, sometimes when you get up in the morning you should spend more time choosing your colours.

— Paul Lynch, Prophet Song (Atlantic Monthly Press, December 5, 2023)

#Paul Lynch #Prophet Song #family #mother #father #struggle #persevere

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Twilight. 37° F. 5:00 to 5:30 am. April 23, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

#daybreak #twilight #cove island park #stamford #original photography #photographers on tumblr #sunrise #morning #dawn

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Full Moon @ Twilight. 37° F. 4:50 to 5:27 am. April 23, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

#daybreak #twilight #cove island park #stamford #original photography #photographers on tumblr #dawn #morning #full moon #moon

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Twilight. 37° F. 5:00 am. April 23, 2024. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)

#daybreak #twilight #cove island park #stamford #original photography #photographers on tumblr #moonlight #morning #dawn #shoreline #horizon

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The birds will always inhabit the earth, the birds calling the dawn.

— Paul Lynch, Prophet Song (Atlantic Monthly Press, December 5, 2023)

#Paul Lynch #Prophet Song #bird #dawn

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He lifts his face and she sees the eyes of a man who has not slept and is met with pity for him, for what is known by the telling of the hands, how the man has been trained for the rules of the game but the game has been changed so what now is the man?

— Paul Lynch, Prophet Song (Atlantic Monthly Press, December 5, 2023)

#Paul Lynch #man #change #job #profession #obsolescence #employment #unemployment

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He speaks, thinking how he seems to sway softly in the seat, a willowy tiredness passing through his body as though he were underwater.

— Paul Lynch, Prophet Song (Atlantic Monthly Press, December 5, 2023)

#Paul Lynch #Prophet Song #sway #tired #fatigue #exhaustion