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The Starry Night (1889) by Vincent van Gogh

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βThe limits of my language are the limits of my mind. All I know is what I have words for.β
β Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus
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Death reveals to us that our lives
have been one long miscalculation,
based on triviality.
β Colin Wilson
Friedrich Nietzsche, from a letter to Malwida von Meysenbug wr. c March 1883
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by Ellen Bass
Once I wore a dress liquid as vodka. My lover watched me ascend from the subway like I was an underground spring breaking through. I want to stop wanting to be wanted like that. I'm tired of the song the rain sings in June, the earth, her ornate crown of trees spiking up from her loamy head. There are things I wanted, like everyone. But to this angel of wishes I've worshiped so long, I ask now to admit the world as it is.
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Alejandra Pizarnik, from The Last Innocence/The Lost Adventures translated by Cecilia Rossi
Text ID: this dismal obsession with living / this distant madness of living / it's dragging you down...
Path at Varengeville (1882) by Claude Monet

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As a capitalist, he is only capital personified. His soul is the soul of capital. But capital has one sole driving force, the drive to valorize itself, to create surplus-value, to make its constant part, the means of production, absorb the greatest possible amount of surplus labour. Capital is dead labour which, vampire-like, lives only by sucking living labour, and lives the more, the more labour it sucks. [...] [W]hen the transaction was concluded, it was discovered that [the worker] was no βfree agentβ, that the period of time for which he is free to sell his labour-power is the period of time for which he is forced to sell it,65 that in fact the vampire will not let go βwhile there remains a single muscle, sinew or drop of blood to be exploitedβ.
Karl Marx, Capital Vol. 1
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