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Dale Lans
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dalelans · 12 hours ago
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Don’t just do something, stand there.
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dalelans · 3 days ago
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Democracy 3
I am told to keep faith in a world that worships decay and misuse. Let us gather in empty lots where no flags fly, where no markets operate, and remember ourselves.
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dalelans · 3 days ago
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democracy 2
How do we govern ourselves? How do we hold power to account? Go ahead and vote in the booth if it calms your nerves. Your real vote is your life. If you are a free person, you vote for the things that you buy, for the things that you do with your brief life, for the ideologies with which you structure your mind. If you cannot live without buying things that you resent, without spending your life in the service of evil or ugliness or banality, without yielding the narrative arc of your life to an unseen other, then you are a slave, and its time to set yourself free. Eugene
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dalelans · 4 days ago
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livestock guardian dog your bark and your bite they comfort me.
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dalelans · 4 days ago
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democracy
Someday we will have a democracy Where the needs of the land and its inhabitants are discussed frankly, without euphemism or equivocation.
We will debate with eachother about the real issues of our lives. We will teach and provide for eachother And the world will flourish With freedom and beauty As it did in Eden.
but today is not that day. Not here. I throw my sad bean into the rotten soup and pray. Weep America for what we have plundered and wasted.
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dalelans · 4 days ago
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The birds that are sleeping in the dark trees are silent, sleeping, trying not to draw any attention to themselves. The night has been long: months and years of songless shivering darkness. Nevertheless I am sure that if I continue to wait here in this cold place then the sun will rise and the world will turn pink and orange and blue again and the birds will start to sing. Eugene
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dalelans · 1 month ago
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Terra preta
When will we set fire to the dead forests, leaving only black earth and a single pregnant pause before something green and unrecognizable roars to life from the ash? Who will open a vein to feed the starving diminished catatonic chicken souls of our nation with sweet red possibility? When will the call for jubilee be heard and answered by the axe-wielding angels that have come from other worlds to rescue us? Fists banging on the hot smokey door: ‘Is anyone there?’ Yes yes we are thank god we can’t breathe.
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dalelans · 2 months ago
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The difference between adults and children is that only children can be nihilists. They can think that it’s not a bad thing if you throw yourself down on the ground and yell in despair at the unfairness of life. Fair enough. But once you finish your tantrum and grow up just a little bit I have some things that I need you to build for me in the future.
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dalelans · 2 months ago
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GLP-1 receptor antagonists
Why are the buddhists not more interested in a way to stop desire neurochemically? Imagine a world where you might live, conpletely independent of the needs of your inner self. Out of a sort of pride we undersell what it might be like to be something else. But maybe pride is even overdue for correction.
-eugene
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dalelans · 2 months ago
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Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise. -Mevlana Jalaluddin Rumi
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dalelans · 2 months ago
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The deadness of the world killed into him, and at an early age, by materialism, atheism, and the prerogatives of capitalism.
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dalelans · 2 months ago
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Children are impervious to the god of quiet natural spaces. They fill the silence with cheers and whines and song.
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dalelans · 2 months ago
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The unknown is a part of your reality, acting silently in the shadows until it is ready to make itself known.
eugene
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dalelans · 3 months ago
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the unspeakable and undeserved beauty of light
Something about the heavy dark clouds and how they cut the late sun at 7 o clock in August, how that cut light obliquely illuminates the trees in the valley, on just the south-facing side, is unspeakably beautiful. I needed to see that today.
Eugene
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dalelans · 3 months ago
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One major difference between real people and movie actors (even if they are good actors in a well-written movie) is that real people aren’t following a scripted story. Routines maybe, self-concepts, sure. But the flow of real life is fragmented and incoherent and surprising, in way that’s either disorienting or liberating or both.
Eugene
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dalelans · 3 months ago
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Ah, humans. The most interconnected of animals, sometimes finding their partners thousands of miles away from the place of their birth. So different looking from the other animals, spindly legs, swinging arms, melon heads, and yet they sometimes move with aesthetic grace, as a tennis player or bride. Even so, they are still instantly recognizable as animals. The thing I like most about humans is how prepared they are to solve a crisis, to move somewhere else and be someone else, to challenge the chaos of nature with their passions and intellects and stories. Eugene
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dalelans · 3 months ago
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I will attept to unify paganism and naturalism: the sciences are the physiologies of the gods, the remaining ones: the ones of history and money, the ones of earth and sun and progress, the ones of joy and war.
Eugene
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