#literature crisis

[townpostin]

ARKA JAIN University Hosts Series of Prestigious Conferences

ARKA JAIN University becomes a hub for intellectual discourse with upcoming conferences across various departments, focusing on groundbreaking ideas and discussions. ARKA JAIN University is set to host a series of conferences, bringing together scholars, researchers, and industry experts for stimulating discussions on diverse topics. JAMSHEDPUR – ARKA JAIN University is abuzz with intellectual…

[speedyphilosopherpanda]

Don't ask me who I am. I'm a stranger, even to my own name.

[joytri]

the moon knows

[reasonsforhope]

"To change our relationship to the physical world – to end an era of profligate consumption by the few that has consequences for the many – means changing how we think about pretty much everything: wealth, power, joy, time, space, nature, value, what constitutes a good life, what matters, how change itself happens. As the climate journalist Mary Heglar writes, we are not short on innovation. “We’ve got loads of ideas for solar panels and microgrids. While we have all of these pieces, we don’t have a picture of how they come together to build a new world. For too long, the climate fight has been limited to scientists and policy experts. While we need their skills, we also need so much more. When I survey the field, it’s clear that what we desperately need is more artists.”" -Rebecca Solnit. Emphasis added.

Artists are so so important. I've had people tell me they feel bad because, as an artist, they don't think they can contribute anything worthwhile to climate change. They're wrong.

We cannot build a future we cannot imagine. Artists are so important. Artists show us what could be - what we could be

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, from shame is a girl’s second skin.

[text id: what are memories of childhood if not quicksand? swallowing you whole.]

[fatedroses]

That one teacher/mentor moment and Zenos feeling embarrassed for the first time in years (and reacting just about as well as you'd expect him to).

[a-poets-darling]

Hello,

I know it’s been an extremely long while but um there is a question that has been haunting me for the past few months and that is

What is the purpose of living? And I don’t ask to draw out a philosophical answer, I want to know an actual, real world answer to what js the purpose to this everyday toil and the routine of following the same tasks everyday with some exceptions.

Do help me with the answer or your opinions , anything really. (Also I apologise for this post to look like an official email, apparently that’s all that I have been writing these days lol)

[opanas-opanasovych-opanasenko]

If you feel the need to note that not all Russians support the war every time the topic is raised while at the same time not feeling the need to note that not all Israelis support the invasion of Gaza, then you show a clear bias and shouldn't be allowed to speak on the matter.

[incorrectsmashbrosquotes]

Yo, does anyone else remember that one Goosebumps book where a girl gets a new neighbor and she thinks he's a ghost but it turns out SHE was the ghost the whole time and she and her whole family died in a fire years ago and then the guy she thought was a ghost gets caught in a fire and the girl uses her ghost powers to save him and then she crosses over and her final thoughts in this world are hoping the guy is okay and then you just sit there staring at the book because you thought you were getting some harmless spooks and instead got a story that made you question your mortality and the transient nature of life when you were twelve?

Cause that shit got me fucked up.

[cpyyder]

I want to go out more. and I want to take pictures of myself. I want to be with my friends. and I want to hold hands. and spin around barefoot. on fresh grass. and we are laughing so much I need you to show me I’m real. you try to take your hands away from mine. I need you to tell me I’m real. and I’m clutching. and I’m shaking. and I’m begging. and you’re not laughing anymore. why aren’t we laughing anymore? but I never was. everything is blurry and my cheeks are wet. I am praying that I exist.

[flowersforfrancis]

Oh to be a pretty boy in the 1900s.

[speedyphilosopherpanda]

Good grief. Where have all of my desire, volition, and purpose gone? This point in my life, which I initially deemed to be a phase, seems never-ending.

[thebirdandhersong]

MY DEARS did I tell you I'm presenting a paper at my department's annual conference!!!!!!

[sadsongbird]

[darkphainon]

I don't exist. I am no one. Nothing.

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, from her garden yearns more for visitors than water.

[text id: if there's something that loathes me more than my very being, it's my yearning. / i am yearning / in its most disgusting form.]