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a visual anthology of musings and nonsense
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kinda heartbroken to say i will never be using tumblr again thanks to this new censorship rule - literally flagging EVERYTHING i’ve posted ??? like beautiful pieces of ABSTRACT art that are made up of BRUSH STROKES that are not even close to looking like a human form let alone sexual ... and photos of me and my cat ??? fuck u fuck u

thanks for providing me with years of artistic inspiration and a creative outlet, but i’m done now

#tumblr#censorship#actually livid
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I believe that the dead speak to us, but I don't think they do it with words. They use the materials they have at hand--a gust of air, a gold ripple on an otherwise still lake, or inside a dozing stem some sap is tickled and a flower blooms that would never have opened otherwise.

from Douglas Coupland’s The Gum Thief (2007)

#the gum thief#douglas coupland#lit
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Happy was she who could believe without seeing, who was at one with the duration and continuity of life. Happy was she who was in the room, who had the freedom of the city in everything that she touched or came in contact with, a fish swimming downstream, a leaf on a tree, a cloud in the sky, an image in a poem. Fish, leaf, cloud, image: that’s it precisely, unless …

from Julio Cortázar’s Hopscotch (1963)

#rayuela#hopscotch#julio cortazar#lit
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So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us -- that's snatched right out of our hands -- even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way.

from Haruki Murakami’s Sputnik Sweetheart

#sputnik sweetheart#haruki murakami#lit
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You are born alone. You die alone. The value of the space in between is trust and love. That is why geometrically speaking the circle is a one. Everything comes to you from the other. You have to be able to reach the other.

Louise Bourgeois, Destruction of the Father / Reconstruction of the Father: Writings and Interviews, 1923-1997

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#louise bourgeois#i love her
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