February 2012
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Re-forming the Crystal
I am trying to imagine how it feels to you to want a woman trying to hallucinate desire centred in a cock foccussed like a burning-glass desire without discrimination: to want a woman like a fix Desire: yes: the sudden knowledge, like coming out of ‘flu’, that the body is sexual. Walking in the streets with that knowledge. That evening in the plane from Pittsburgh, fantasizing going to meet you....
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Someone beautiful and magnanimous once told me to wisely choose the things I read. This, of course, extends to the things I watch. Hence, I woke up early this morning and went through my movie list. I grouped them according to genre. I reckoned psycho thrillers and drama would do me no good. So for now these are all I need to download:
Midnight in Paris
Temple Grandin
The Diving Bell and the...
January 2012
8 posts
Drown
It rained hard one night and amazement escaped from my body. It came with the water that dripped down from my dress, down on the pavement and into the sewers.
When you meet me, you might notice that my eyes won’t light up like they used to. But be careful when you go for a swim in the open sea. Something that was once part of me might cling onto you and pull you down with its weight.
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Deprivation
We asked each other back and forth. The questions kept running from the mundane to territories the other one was otherwise forbidden to charter. Have you ever been this? Have you done that? We exchanged paper strips until I was down with my last. I looked at him with pride in my eyes. Your life sucks, I said. But he had a trick up in his sleeve. “Have you ever liked me?” I paused for a...
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December 2011
6 posts
Why? I think you’re a loving person but you’re afraid to be left alone, he said. That’s not it, I replied defensively. And now my hair is much shorter than when we last spoke. Miss, do you have a car? No. Do you have a companion? No. You didn’t inform anyone? How would you get home? I’ll take a taxi. I’m being sedated and I say to myself, my future will flash...
Facing Panic Attacks Head On (Psych Central) →
psychotherapy:
via Psych Central:
“A couple of days ago, Laura wrote a blog on how anxiety can morph into panic. Many people experience episodes of mild to moderate panic here and there—a few of the common triggers for such episodes include looming deadlines, upcoming parties, and presentations to work groups. However, some people experience panic at a much more intense level, to the point that...
You don’t confess on the hallway. You don’t casually say, I like your outfit and I like you as well. Which would turn him red. And which would make you damned. The encounter might end up in his journal or his poetry collection. Or never at all. Either way, you have to take another route to the terminal. Because he might again walk on that doomed hallway, quirky as ever but now with a...
November 2011
22 posts
7 Movies That Put Insane Work Into Details You... →
Scott Pilgrim!
It must have been the music and that nameless piece. I tapped my fingers, closed my eyes and just listened to the violins. I imagined myself welcoming the waves. Water for my feet, the open sky for my soul. For a fleeting moment, I considered these years futile.
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I once asked a friend if it’s all right to sleep with someone with our clothes on.
I wanted us to lie down in silence....
The Christian life
A condition of complete simplicity Costing not less than Everything.
T.S. Eliot
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5 Gifts of Being Highly Sensitive (World of... →
psychotherapy:
by Therese Borchard
Today I have the pleasure of interviewing Douglas Eby, M.A./Psychology, who is a writer and researcher on the psychology of creative expression, high ability and personal growth. He is creator of the Talent Development Resources series of sites (including HighlySensitive.org) at http://talentdevelop.com. I know many of you are “highly sensitive” and enjoy...
Remembering by Rilke
aperfectcommotion:
And you wait. You wait for the one thing that will change your life, make it more than it is— something wonderful, exceptional, stones awakening, depths opening to you. In the dusky bookstalls old books glimmer gold and brown. You think of lands you journeyed through, of paintings and a dress once worn by a woman you never found again. And suddenly you know: that was enough....
“I’m less concerned that you love my characters than that you recognise them....”
– Excellent piece by Lionel Shriver in defense of unlikable characters.
We Need To Talk About Kevin author Lionel Shriver: Why Literature Requires Unlikable Characters - Slate Magazine
(via bookladysblog)
“Obsession is the single most wasteful human activity, because with an obsession...”
– Norman Mailer (via libraryland)
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October 2011
6 posts
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“Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever...”
– Steve Jobs (via subdivided)
September 2011
11 posts
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How Your Greatest Insecurities Reveal Your Deepest... →
psychotherapy:
“In my decades of practice as a psychotherapist, this is the insight that has inspired me most:
Our deepest wounds surround our greatest gifts.
I’ve found that the very qualities we’re most ashamed of, the ones we keep trying to reshape or hide, are in fact the key to finding real love. I call them core gifts.
It’s so easy to get lost in the quest for self-improvement. Every...