derrierelamaree
Estranged from Beauty - none can be -
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25 . There is something sacred inside of us.
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derrierelamaree · 8 hours ago
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it is a rare and precious thing for someone to choose to know and love every version of you throughout all your years, and to choose to know and love every version of them throughout all of theirs. to have played together as small children and chosen to love each other then, and to sit with each other over 20 years later, still choosing to love each other. it is a very humbling thing and almost difficult to look at directly, in the way that it's hard to look directly at the sun. it makes me feel very small but in a good way. what a gift i have been given in this life to know this
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derrierelamaree · 4 days ago
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the trees told me all sorts of secrets this fall
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derrierelamaree · 4 days ago
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to begin with, the sweet grass by mary oliver, from “devotions”
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derrierelamaree · 4 days ago
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a graduate student in philosophy at the university of toronto wrote a program to strip occurrences of “unintentional haiku” from corpuses of text and:
> Snow falls, and is white; > the falling is a process, > the whiteness is not. > (Bertrand Russell, The Analysis of Mind) > > The game, one would like > to say, has not only rules > but also a point. > (Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations) > > No Grandfather, no > Father; no Father, no Tim; > no Tim, no killing. > (David Lewis, “The Paradoxes of Time Travel”) > > Suppose that I cling > to some rock as a mere means > of escaping death. > (Derek Parfit, Reasons and Persons) > > We sometimes say: in > later life I will be a > different person. > (David Lewis, “Survival and Identity”) > > You have an auto > accident one winter night > on a lonely road. > (Thomas Nagel, The View from Nowhere) > > When I turn my eye > inward, I find nothing but > doubt and ignorance. > (David Hume, A Treatise of Human Nature)
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derrierelamaree · 7 days ago
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vintage heart-shaped lockets
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derrierelamaree · 7 days ago
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“Dear friend, — Your sweetness intimidates” Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Sarah Tuckerman (January 1880)
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derrierelamaree · 7 days ago
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Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Joaquin Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940
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derrierelamaree · 8 days ago
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You don’t have to belong everywhere!
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derrierelamaree · 8 days ago
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I fear home ownership is a myth lads
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derrierelamaree · 22 days ago
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Snow Sculptures by Andy Goldsworthy
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derrierelamaree · 22 days ago
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german keys from the 15th century
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derrierelamaree · 22 days ago
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derrierelamaree · 25 days ago
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Meeting in the Forest by Anastasia Tretyakova
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derrierelamaree · 25 days ago
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星のものがたり
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derrierelamaree · 25 days ago
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derrierelamaree · 25 days ago
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— Anne Michaels, from "Infinite Gradation," originally published in October 2017
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derrierelamaree · 1 month ago
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Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1923–1927
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