#Remembrance (Quotes)
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soracities · 7 months ago
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Marina Tsvetaeva, from Epitaph, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone) [ID'd]
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canisalbus · 4 months ago
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machete is like a delicate looking white flower, one where the petals turn transparent when it rains. vasco is a marigold for many reasons.
Ooo I like that! It never even crossed my mind to assign marigolds to Vasco, but it makes perfect sense. I had to look it up but the flower that turns transparent in the rain is called skeleton flower, and yeah, I can see how that would fit Machete.
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I tend to associate irises, damask roses, and forget-me-nots with Vasco
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And red carnations and poppies with Machete
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since-times-long-forgotten · 10 months ago
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farewell, Jellie, dearest one. <3
you will be missed.
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spiderliliez · 8 months ago
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You don’t need me here. 3 BODY PROBLEM (2024)
[+] EIZA GONZÁLEZ 😎 [+] ..more on the “3 Body Problem” 🎬
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 4 days ago
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Quincy Jones :: R.I.P. :: R.I.P. Quincy Jones, March 14, 1933 — November 3, 2024
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thequietesthing · 3 months ago
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Noor Unnahar on Instagram
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blackswaneuroparedux · 1 year ago
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All we have of freedom, all we use or know - This our fathers bought for us long and long ago.
Rudyard Kipling, The Old Issue
At the American cemetery in Normandy, French caretakers will have collected sand from Omaha Beach and rubbed it into the gravestones to highlight the names of the departed.
They do this for all 9,388 soldiers who lay there.
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soulmaking · 5 months ago
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Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time (trans. C. K. Scott Moncrieff)
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heartofmuse · 6 months ago
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I think about how you came and you left the same month and my heart still tries to  the weather your coming and your leaving.  Flowers given the day your mother gave birth and  flowers laid on your casquet the day you left us for good. My love for you has never faltered. I hold you every day in my soul, and  you live here in my heart, and in my thoughts.  You have not faded from this world for I am the keeper of your  memories, of your words, of your stories and songs, and will be till the day it is my time to go. It's your birthday tomorrow. Yes, I still remember it all. I hope the angels sing you a birthday song.
e.v.e.
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thislovintime · 10 months ago
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Photo 1 from the Reelin’ In The Years Photo Archive, photographer unnamed; photo 3 by Ken McKay/Shutterstock.
Remembering Michael and Davy on their birthdays.
“The man was unique and a huge, huge talent. We’re not going to replace him. […] [Davy] was such a little heartthrob. I don’t think people knew how bright and talented and gifted he was in all things. I’ve come to believe he was, in his own way, the smartest, most musically talented and best actor among us.” - Peter Tork, Boston Globe, May 16, 2013
“Mike and I have been back and forth with the emails […] I bore him no ill-will. I have a lot of respect and admiration and some affection for Mike. And I’m glad to be back in touch with him.” - Peter Tork, interview with Iain Lee, 2012
Q: “I’m curious about the various reunions that happened over the years. Is it safe to say that you guys were never really friends?” Peter Tork: “Oh, I don’t know. I would say I was pretty good friends with Micky, and there was a lot of love between me and Davy. I have a lot of respect for Mike Nesmith and we’ve structured ways to work together. Things rotate. It’s like having a basketball team. You know, gosh, it’s like having a championship basketball team. They go on the road every so often and do tours, you know, just exhibition tours but fortunately your music skills don’t deteriorate as fast as your basketball skills do, but I wouldn’t know what else to compare it to. We had a chance to go out together and we took it, and we had a great time, and if we were not friends at all we would not have been able to do it. We played tours months and months long: ‘86, ‘87, ‘89, ‘91, ‘92, ‘96, ‘97, 2001, 2002 and 2011, so we couldn’t have been such enemies.” - Phawker, circa 2012; re-published 2019
“[Micky] and Mike and I have a very cordial relationship and share a lot of common topics. We go to lunch together when we’re all in town and have a good time. I love and respect each of these guys in their own way, although the real joys that I shared with Davy were special. At one point we had some good hard connections but as the years rolled on, those things faded away. But I am sorry to see Davy go. He was the one member in the group that I had the strongest human connection with. I still have two guys that I love and respect left from the band, but we share a different dynamic.” - Peter Tork, Review Mag, May 27, 2016
“Well, I’ve never been really close with Michael [Nesmith] for some reason. You know, I have a lot of respect for him and admiration. But somehow we’ve never integrated. We’ve never been warm with each other. We worked together and did pretty well at it really. But Micky on the other hand, I enjoy hugely. We have some very good times together. We laugh a lot. We pay attention to what each other is doing on stage and so there’s communication there. Micky’s always been a lot of fun. Who I miss is Davy of course. Davy is the guy who…I’ve always said I loved, liked and respected [the band members] in different proportions but Davy actually kinda got my heart.” - Peter Tork, Clevescene, March 13, 2017
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howifeltabouthim · 2 months ago
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Fond remembrance wrestled with old pain behind the man's eyes.
Jenn Lyons, from The Ruin of Kings
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soracities · 1 year ago
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You can’t go back in time, but you can return to the scenes of a love, of a crime, of happiness, and of a fatal decision; the places are what remain, are what you can possess, are what is immortal. They become the tangible landscape of memory, the places that made you, and in some way you too become them. They are what you can possess and what in the end possesses you.
Rebecca Solnit, from "The Blue of Distance (III)", A Field Guide to 'Getting Lost
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winter2468 · 2 years ago
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Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead got defeated by a Woken Remembrance of Valiant Dead - Matthias Nonius.
Abigail Pent 'woke' Nonius by summoning him from the river,
Nonius is influenced by Ortus' Noniad (like speaking in meter): he's not just Matthias Nonius, he's Matthias Nonius as 'remembered' by the Ninth House
And Nonius is considered one of the Ninth's House's most 'valiant dead'
more discussion of locked tomb names
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spiderliliez · 8 months ago
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You were not invited. 3 BODY PROBLEM (2024)
[+] EIZA GONZÁLEZ 😎 [+] ..more on the “3 Body Problem” 🎬
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 10 months ago
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Liberation of Auschwitz
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“Auschwitz is outside of us, but it is all around us, in the air. The plague has died away, but the infection still lingers and it would be foolish to deny it. Rejection of human solidarity, obtuse and cynical indifference to the suffering of others, abdication of the intellect and of moral sense to the principle of authority, and above all, at the root of everything, a sweeping tide of cowardice, a colossal cowardice which masks “Itself as warring virtue, love of country and faith in an idea.”
From "If This Is a Man" by Primo Levi
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blackswaneuroparedux · 2 years ago
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All the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month. It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.
- Kurt Vonnegut
11th November 1918. General Weygand, Admiral Wemyss and Marshall Foch after signing the armistice. The ceremony was carried out in a railway car. The actual armistice was signed at 5:12 - 5:20 AM. This photograph taken at 7.30am moments before Marshal Foch departed for Paris to hand the Armstice to the French Government.
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