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I’m going to be taking an indefinite break. That goes for Beach and Glade as well. I won’t be unfollowing anyone, but unless I get your blog somewhere else (e.g. RSS), I won’t be reading. Please keep me in the loop if anything truly important happens in your lives. Take care.
Lord, the Roman hyacinths are blooming in bowls and The winter sun creeps by the snow hills; The stubborn season has made stand. My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand. Dust in sunlight and memory in corners Wait for the wind that chills towards the dead land. Grant us thy peace. I have walked many years in this city, Kept faith and fast, provided for the poor, Have given and taken honour and ease. There went never any rejected from my door. Who shall remember my house, where shall live my children’s children When the time of sorrow is come? They will take to the goat’s path, and the fox’s home, Fleeing from foreign faces and the foreign swords. Before the time of cords and scourges and lamentation Grant us thy peace. Before the stations of the mountain of desolation, Before the certain hour of maternal sorrow, Now at this birth season of decease, Let the Infant, the still unspeaking and unspoken Word, Grant Israel’s consolation To one who has eighty years and no to-morrow. According to thy word, They shall praise Thee and suffer in every generation With glory and derision, Light upon light, mounting the saints’ stair. Not for me the martyrdom, the ecstasy of thought and prayer, Not for me the ultimate vision. Grant me thy peace. (And a sword shall pierce thy heart, Thine also). I am tired with my own life and the lives of those after me, I am dying in my own death and the deaths of those after me. Let thy servant depart, Having seen thy salvation.
T.S. Eliot, “A Song for Simeon.”
No one decent who disbelieves moral realism actually wants to disbelieve moral realism. I assume.

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Me walking past god as I enter heaven
Ironically, that is an excellent and accurate representation of the Christian narrative.
kendon i have never seen you reblog a meme in my whole life are you okay
Jesus took the wheel.
Me walking past god as I enter heaven
Ironically, that is an excellent and accurate representation of the Christian narrative.
Childhood.
So: I like being married. These days all I do is listen to vaporwave and cook and work on my house and yard. It’s a fair approximation of perfect.
Ne sont que III matières à nul homme atandant, De France et de Bretaigne, et de Rome la grant.
Jean Bodel, Chanson de Saisnes.

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IVDICIA DOMINI ABYSSVS MVLTA.
ΚΑΙ ΤΟ ΜΕΝ ΟΥΝ ΣΑΦΕΣ ΟΥΤΙΣ ΑΝΗΡ ΙΔΕΝ ΟΥΔΕΤΙΣ ΕΖΤΑΙ ΕΙΔΩΣ.
There are obviously many things which we do not understand, and may never be able to.
Read good writing, and don’t live in the present. Live in the deep past, with the language of the Koran or the Mabinogion or Mother Goose or Dickens or Dickinson or Baldwin or whatever speaks to you deeply. Literature is not high school and it’s not actually necessary to know what everyone around you is wearing, in terms of style, and being influenced by people who are being published in this very moment is going to make you look just like them, which is probably not a good long-term goal for being yourself or making a meaningful contribution. At any point in history there is a great tide of writers of similar tone, they wash in, they wash out, the strange starfish stay behind, and the conches. Check out the bestseller list for April 1935 or August 1978 if you don’t believe me. Originality is partly a matter of having your own influences: read evolutionary biology textbooks or the Old Testament, find your metaphors where no one’s looking, don’t belong. Or belong to the other world that is not quite this one, the world from which you send back your messages. Imagine Herman Melville in workshop in 1849 being told by all his peers that he needed to cut all those informative digressions and really his big whale book was kind of dull and why did it take him so long to get to the point. And actually it was a quiet failure at the time. So was pretty much everything Thoreau published, and Emily Dickinson published only a handful of poems in her lifetime but wrote thousands.
How to Be a Writer: 10 Tips from Rebecca Solnit | Literary Hub. Unfashionable wisdom.

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I must introduce a parenthetical protest against the abuse of the current term ‘social justice.’ From meaning 'justice in relations between groups or classes’ it may slip into meaning a particular assumption as to what these relations should be; and a course of action might be supported because it represented the aim of 'social justice,’ which from the point of view of 'justice’ was not just. The term 'social justice’ is in danger of losing its rational content — which would be replaced by a powerful emotional charge. I believe that I have used the term myself: it should never be employed unless the user is prepared to define dearly what social justice means to him, and why he thinks it just.
T. S. Eliot, Notes toward the Definition of Culture (1948)
One of the weird artifacts of free trade: a "Japanese" green tea which is licensed by the Japanese, but brewed and canned in Singapore, imported by Malays, distributed through Hong Kong, and ends up being sold in a little neglected corner of a lower shelf of a US supermarket in the mountains of western North Carolina. And wouldn't you know it, it's the purest and best tasting green tea in the store. No natural nor artificial sweeteners, no extra ingredients. Just tea in a can.