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The nature of the human is always amorphous need to be interesting. Interesting: interestingly custom-definition—one only becomes one’s idea of interesting and in this respect, ironic maybe, each self is unique. Implication: vicious, think aurboros—underlying desire, inspecting the essence, the greatest common multiple is self’s vision of interesting. Self—always only perpetuated—returns to self. Present day’s adored motto “just be yourself”; first tell me how you can be anything but yourself.

Graveyard Gravity, Brothel Poetry

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More strongly in recent years than ever before I have tried to convince myself that people do change, that the passage of time does not serve merely to accentuate that which is already there, that qualitative changes do sometimes occur in people because of things they have done, seen, thought, and felt. It would provide some small solace in times such as these when everything else seems to be going wrong, not to mention pepping up my mundane philosophy no end.

From Sign of the Unicorn by Roger Zelazny

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time suddenly reverses and we watch together as winds and rivers build mountains from dust as islands sigh and sink back into the ocean like brooding leviathans we erase what we wrote and forge forests from blank canvases we excavate corpses like buried treasures born from the earth we compress and collapse the last great cities into cravings for change time suddenly reverses and we watch together as portals of Polaroid people and places become pointless pieces of paper we disentangle our desires from the raveled ropes of realization we dust off deserted dreams and unpack them from boxes in the attic we set them out on display for everyone to know and see time suddenly reverses and we watch together as scientists discover new ways to delete technological innovations as people strive to detach themselves from their material possessions we admire how hard everyone is working to remove all the distractions each person playing their part in order to get back to what really matters everyone is trying so hard to become less time suddenly reverses and we watch together as our moms and dads rise out of love and divorce with a handshake as people evolve and devolve as they fade into and out of our lives as everything continuously changes every day for a moment we remember that life is rewinding but then we forget

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by @whatisyarvy on twitter

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We all need someone to look at us. We can be divided into four categories according to the kind of look we wish to live under. The first category longs for the look of an infinite number of anonymous eyes, in other words, for the look of the public. The second category is made up of people who have a vital need to be looked at by many known eyes. They are the tireless hosts of cocktail parties and dinners. They are happier than the people in the first category, who, when they lose their public, have the feeling that the lights have gone out in the room of their lives. This happens to nearly all of them sooner or later. People in the second category, on the other hand, can always come up with the eyes they need. Then there is the third category, the category of people who need to be constantly before the eyes of the person they love. Their situation is as dangerous as the situation of people in the first category. One day the eyes of their beloved will close, and the room will go dark. And finally there is the fourth category, the rarest, the category of people who live in the imaginary eyes of those who are not present. They are the dreamers.

From The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera (via thewilderness underground)

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