#the human condition

[typewriter-worries]

here's hoping people never stop asking

#the human condition

[a-study-in-bullshit]

#web weaving #webweaving #the human condition #on leaving #on letting go #on loss #i miss it #i miss you

[filmnoirsbian]

04/20/23

#spilled ink #poetry #my writing #id in alt text #the human condition #napowrimo #tcp

[lucidloving]

Here is a familiar picture: a girl surrounded by people she knows opens her mouth and shuts it again, the way one does with a shoe-box of old things that are precious only to the one who owns them. This is a self-imposed silence that emerges from understanding that a braided string, a misshapen crystal, and a blackened eraser stabbed 23 times have no worldly purpose. But with the profound solitude of loving something that no one else loves comes the lifelong necessity of loving that something enough to make up for the solitude. This is an ultimate truth. But most days it will feel like a burden. This is the other ultimate truth.

Sometimes there is a dull pulse in my ears which speaks of the absurdity of gravity: how all things must eventually fall, like apples, like arrow-shot birds, like people who’ve climbed to the top. It is as much a scientific fact as it is a personal doomsday clock (in fact there is a good deal of overlap between the two). But when you bear the responsibility of loving something, you cannot particularly afford to fall. It’s about pride. Or maybe pride is the bandaid-word for shame. Either way, your eraser parodies of Roman dictators are still waiting for you to come home, so come home you must.

But yes, some days, you will not want to come home. For instance, the day you come to the realisation that you exist purely as a convenient concept to most people you know is possibly crushing, depending on the person who inadvertently induces this realisation. Doomsday science pulls you back down to Earth—after years of believing that you’re more than just a figment of other people’s imaginations, your feet finally touch the ground. There is soil caught uncomfortably between your toes. Most people will never know this. In fact, you understand now that most people probably forget you even have toes.

I really believe now that to him, I’ll always be 17 years old, bright in useless ways and clumsy with my mouth and heart and hands. Forgiving to a fault, laughably predictable, and always, always beneath him. And I believe now that to them, I’ll always be a female option before I am my own person. It will never matter to them what I like to read or what keeps me awake at night or what that idiotic crystal meant to me when I was ten. And I believe now that to them, I am just an accommodating, one-dimensional idea attached to a four-syllable word.

They don’t tell you how hard it is to resist throwing out the whole goddamned shoe-box. But you know you’d regret it. Sure, it’s terribly old and it’s kind of musty and useless, but it’s yours. Even if no one gives it a second glance, even if they throw it down and step on it and spit on it, it’s yours. It hurts when they don’t see you as a person. But I am not an idiot who opens her shoe-box to people who don’t want to understand a thing. Closing my mouth is an act of pride, not shame. Precious things should be kept safe for those who love them, and to hell with those that don’t. This is my favourite ultimate truth.

#my writing #prose #poetry #prose poetry #writing #words #my words #spilled thoughts #poem #poems #poems and poetry #aesthetic #art #self love #self confidence #independence #human experience #the human condition #pride #shame

[enigmasandepiphanies]

the inherent intimacy in dying of laughter together

#shitpost #shitposts #eni tag #lovecore #romanticism #romantic academia #friendships #the human condition #humanity #quilt of humanity #wholesome #dark academia

[froody]

There’s this TikTok trend about seeing yourself in the lives and photographs of relatives who passed before you were born. I look a lot like my grandmother’s brother Robert who suffered a traumatic injury at birth and died of the measles in 1950 when he was only 11. We have the same eyes, same big dark brown eyes with long eyelashes, same round face, same thick and wavy dark hair. We looked exactly alike when we were babies. He never gained the ability to walk or talk but great grandmother loved him so much and was so devastated when he died. My grandma told me how much I looked like him. Apparently when I was a child, I’d see photos of him and say “Is that me?”.

He never got the chance to grow up due to a disease that wouldn’t have a vaccine for another 13 years. Due to the medical malpractice at his birth, he was robbed of the chance to do a lot of things boys his age in his era loved to do. Run, holler, catch frogs, climb trees, play cards. But for every day of his 11 years on this earth, he was with his mama who loved him so deeply. He got to meet his baby sister, who loved him for his gentleness and quiet comforting company. He got to eat delicious home cooked meals everyday. He got 10 Christmases, 10 beautiful Virginia summers.

He lives on in me. His memory lives on in me. His face, so like my own face, smiling at me from photographs.

#the human condition

[franzkafkagf]

normal people (2020) / spiracle - flower face (2022)

#normal people #paul mescal #parallels #words #web weaving #on love #on connection #vulnerability #ales.txt #flower face #daisy edgar jones #sally rooney #the human condition

[eezordalf-the-ardent]

We should also consider if the inhabitants of the mega-sites consciously managed their ecosystem to avoid large-scale deforestation... Archaeological studies of their economy suggest a pattern of small-scale gardening, often taking place within the bounds of the settlement, combined with the keeping of livestock, cultivation of orchards, and a wide spectrum of hunting and foraging activities. The diversity is actually remarkable, as is its sustainability. As well as wheat, barley, and pulses, the citizens' plant diet included apples, pears, cherries, sloes, acorns, hazelnuts and apricots. Mega-site dwellers were hunters of red deer, roe deer, and wild boar as well as farmers and foresters. It was 'play farming' on a grand scale: an urban populous supporting itself through small-scale cultivation and herding, combined with an extraordinary array of wild foods. This way of life was by no means 'simple'. As well as managing orchards, gardens, livestock and woodlands, the inhabitants of these cities imported salt in bulk from springs in the eastern Carpathians and the Black Sea littoral. Flint extraction by the ton took place in the Dniestr valley, furnishing material for tools. A household potting industry flourished, its products considered among the finest ceramics of the prehistoric world; and regular supplies of copper flowed in from the Balkans. There is no firm consensus from archaeologists about what sort of social arrangements all this required, but most would agree the logistical challenges were daunting. A surplus was definitely produced, and with it ample potential for some to seize control of the stocks and supplies, to lord it over others or battle for the spoils; but over the eight centuries we find little evidence for warfare or the rise of social elites.

a description of talianki (located in modern day ukraine), a neolithic site from 5,700 years ago (inhabited from roughly 4100 to 3300 bc) from the dawn of everything by davids: graeber and wengrow

once again this book is fantastic - and one of its main theses is that "the agricultural revolution" and some of the conclusions we draw from it are, largely, not true.

the development of farming in human societies is a much much longer and more "playful" process than popular narratives would have us believe. 'agricultural revolution' suggests an on/off switch almost. and the way it's usually taught sees agriculture being "invented" and then spreading like wildfire to take over the globe - only then allowing for true cities and the "necessary evils" they entail. this simply isn't true. an urban, farming society is not automatically doomed to bureaucracy, inequality, and exploitation.

all across the world the archaeological evidence points to the domestication of plants taking literal thousands of years longer than it "ought to." and then, even when the domestication of a wild plant was complete there isn't an immediate rise of huge fields and class stratification (as the popular narrative goes). again - in the magnitude of multiple thousands of years. we have generations upon generations of humans with farming know-how who don't immediately begin a march of politics and inequality precipitated by farming.

agriculture isn't humanity's curse no matter what the memes and capitalists say. we are not doomed to our current ways - we can imagine, we can build, we can create new ways of being. the past is the present is the past. and fuck you capitalism and doomed "human nature" debates. and read the dawn of everything <3

#eezordalf's wisdom #anthropology #david graeber #david wengrow #books #history #wizardblr #wizardposting #the dawn of everything #talianki #ukraine #archaeology #neolithic #prehistory #studying my tomes #humanity i love you #the human condition #human experience

[morepeachyogurt]

i just want to stay on the phone with you

1. roland barthes; a lovers discourse | 2. bojack horseman; the view from half way down | 3. mary szybist | 4. art by danny lai lai. lyrics by hozier; as it was | 5. boygenius; ketchum, id | 6. when harry met sally |

#sorry i’m ill #bojack horseman #boygenuis #web weaving #parallels #compilations #the human condition #hozier #danny lai lai #roland barthes #mary szybist

[fishingforwords]

machines are human, too.

porter robinson, sad machine || sun yuan and peng yu, can't help myself || boston dynamics || the washington post || new york post || boston dynamics || tumblr || phillip k dick, do androids dream of electric sheep? || plainsight || wikipedia, turing test || kurt vonnegut, breakfast of champions

#web weaving #my weavings #on life #on humanity #the human condition #on robots #robots #sad machine #porter robinson #sun yuan #peng yu #can't help myself #boston dynamics #phillip k dick #do androids dream of electric sheep #plainsight #turing test #alan turing #kurt vonnegut #breakfast of champions

[svdaily]

Stop yearning so desperately for the next best thing that you forget to appreciate the present. Sitting in a brand new BMW wishing it was a Bentley, chasing some elusive end point, and losing the magic of today. You do not have to keep pursuing, acquiring, moving. There can be satisfaction in contentment. There can be satisfaction in the now.

#personal growth #personal development #luxury lifestyle #wealthy lifestyle #black luxury #black tumblr #black femininity #soft life #soft black girls #law of abundance #law of vibration #the great gatsby #the human condition #hedonic adaptation #philosophy #self actualization #it is enough #RIGHT NOW CAN BE ENOUGH

[typewriter-worries]

#you could make this place beautiful ‼️ #you say you love the world so love the world #the human condition #maggie smith #my upload #poetry #literature #dark academia #light academia #classic academia #romantic academia

[a-study-in-bullshit]

#webweaving #web weaving #the human condition #sisters #sisterhood #i love my sisters #on siblings #on sisters

[filmnoirsbian]

The last speakers of ancient Sparta

#tcp #linguistics #articles #history #id in alt text #the human condition

[lucidloving]

#food for thought #my writing #i love humanity #i love the inherent importance of every minute life #i love the small things that make up every person #i love remembering people for who they were not what they did #human history #human nature #the human condition #poetry #prose #aesthetic #prose poetry #literature #art #my art #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #writing #words #my words #mixed media

[enigmasandepiphanies]

okay but being called "love" is possibly one of the biggest heart-melting things ever, it's like you, yes you, you are the purest motif of love, fucking hell that endearment breaks me into a thousand pieces

#shitpost #shitposts #eni tag #love #lovecore #yearning #gay and yearning #humanity #the human condition #romanticism #romantic academia #wlw yearning #nblw yearning #THIS POST IS FOR A LOT OF FICS BUT ALSO JOE. QUINN CALLING JAMIE I AM READY LOVE YES