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âDeconstruction is not a skepticism or a nihilism. It is a form of critical intimacyâa kind of love rather than an act of destructionâfor an enemy inside already. In deconstruction, the line between friend and enemy shifts.â
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Pheng Cheah lecturing to the undergrads on Derrida today and I canât agree with/love this enough. (via rhizombie)
At some point in an English class in college or grad school, a professor said something like âAnalyzing it to death? No, weâre analyzing it to lifeâ and I think about that approximately every day
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wow i love this
I feel like this is the realest most exposing moment of the 21st century
Michel Foucault, Utopian Body
âI hope you live without the need to dominate, and without the need to be dominated. I hope you are never victims, but I hope you have no power over other people. And when you fail, and are defeated, and in pain, and in the dark, then I hope you will remember that darkness is your country, where you live, where no wars are fought and no wars are won, but where the future is. Our roots are in the dark; the earth is our country. Why did we look up for blessing â instead of around, and down? What hope we have lies there. Not in the sky full of orbiting spy-eyes and weaponry, but in the earth we have looked down upon. Not from above, but from below. Not in the light that blinds, but in the dark that nourishes, where human beings grow human souls.â
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Ursula K. Le Guin, âA Left-Handed Commencement Addressâ (Mills College, 1983)
this passage planted itself in my consciousness when i was 24, and 10 years later, it informs so much of my approach to living, thinking, creating.
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Whatâs striking is not Solanasâs revolutionary extremism per se, but the flippancy with which she justifies it. Life under male supremacy isnât oppressive, exploitative, or unjust: itâs just fucking boring. For Solanas, an aspiring playwright, politics begins with an aesthetic judgment. This is because male and female are essentially styles for her, rival aesthetic schools distinguishable by their respective adjectival palettes. Men are timid, guilty, dependent, mindless, passive, animalistic, insecure, cowardly, envious, vain, frivolous, and weak. Women are strong, dynamic, decisive, assertive, cerebral, independent, self-confident, nasty, violent, selfish, freewheeling, thrill-seeking, and arrogant. Above all, women are cool and groovy.
This was a really great readÂ
no story here really, just some of my favorite lines accumulated over the years in my snippets folder. all of these are easily googleable. carson jamison als gornick manuoso rankineÂ
âif there is a light then i am going to swallow it. if there is a god then iâm going to make him cry.â
â s. osborn, from âblasphemies at the 5th street station,â published in The Rising Phoenix Review (via lifeinpoetry)
âJohn Cage: âOne must be disinterested, accept that a sound is a sound and a man is a man, give up illusions about ideas of order, expressions of sentiment, and all the rest of our inherited aesthetic claptrap.â âThe highest purpose is to have no purpose at all. This puts one in accord with nature, in her manner of operation.â âEveryone is in the best seat.â âEverything we do is music.â âTheatre takes place all the time, wherever one is. And art simply facilitates persuading one this is the case.â âThey [I Ching] told me to continue what I was doing, and to spread JOY and revolution.ââ
â Marshall McLuhan and Quentin Fiore, The Medium is the Massage: An Inventory of Effects (1967)

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One thing Iâm finally leaving behind in 2017 is the delusion that I can earn someoneâs love by serving them.
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it is shameful that i look back at my 2017 and am not full of pride and joy. i  did so much - i finished a thesis, defended it, graduated from college, learned to set boundaries, stood up for myself institutionally, advocated for myself, took steps to make sure those that hurt me donât hurt others, moved to a new city alone, took risks and got rewards, got a job after graduation, realized that it made me miserable, quit, and got another job. like, iâm amazing. and smart. and dedicated, and passionate and driven. so fucking capable and strong.
but i just feel fucking horrible- not all the time, but enough to know itâs too much - f u l l of shame and guilt and disappointment, about myself and others. i canât focus on the things above, the things iâve done, powered through - the things i should be proud of. when i look back, i remember pain and hurt and fucking suffering and sacrifice without fulfillment. i remember the people close to me who have hurt me, that they chose to do so. what did i do to deserve that - how could i have convinced them not to? what about me was not enough to not hurt? i know the answer to these questions are nothing, i know. but my body doesnât. i feel like sometimes i remember lost trust and lonely trauma. internalized blame, it feels meant to be.
i donât know how to fix this, how to get better, how to love myself without perfection. how to love my pain and trauma, how to grow with this hurt, embrace it with full force. i donât know how to be healthy and not codependent, how to engage and disengage hurt. i donât know how to take care of myself when i feel like i canât fix others and that i have to do that before i can help myself.
i wish i could start new, i wish i could be new again and just get rebirthed with the knowledge but not pain of experience. the world is dark now and i feel like canât shake it out of my own life. i feel like i was made to be like this, shaped from the very beginning. it feels unfair, but also how it was meant to be. but i donât want to be like this.Â
The Year in Ugliness. Iâm glad I got to write this.
There is a distinction I am beginning to make in my living between pain and suffering. Pain is an event, an experience that must be recognized, named, and then used in some way in order for the experience to change, to be transformed into something else, strength or knowledge or action. Suffering, on the other hand, is the nightmare reliving of unscrutinized and unmetabolized pain. When I live through pain without recognizing it, self-consciously, I rob myself of the power that can come from using that pain, the power to fuel some movement beyond it. I condemn myself to reliving that pain over and over and over whenever something close triggers it. And that is suffering, a seemingly inescapable cycle. And true, experiencing old pain sometimes feels like hurling myself full force against a concrete wall. But I remind myself that I HAVE LIVED THROUGH IT ALL ALREADY, AND SURVIVED.
Audre Lorde, Eye to Eye: Black Women, Hatred, and Anger (from Sister Outsider)
Humans can adapt to endure almost anything, but in doing so, they sometimes perpetuate incredible evil. The death of human empathy is one of the earliest and most telling signs of a culture about to fall into barbarism.
Hannah Arendt - The Banality of Evil     (via arabellesicardi)

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