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The Life of Fairies

paintings by Hans Zatzka (Austrian, 1859-1945)

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me: why did i not cry about my own trauma until i saw it replicated on a tv show

the tiny simone de beauvoir who lives in my left ear: the fictional woman is a vehicle for the ineffable traumas of your feminine self.

me: thank you madame de beauvoir

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“When people kiss, they’ve stopped talking. If her kisses were words, what would they be saying to you?”

- Adam Phliips, On Kissing, Tickling and Being Bored.

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Moonshine

Oh, Goddess. Radiant Deity.

Envelope my heart in your light such that I may levitate within your shadow. How I pine to be in your sacred sphere. These heavy lungs sigh in tormented lust to be in your holy empyrean. I long to be solitary and drunken in your divine darkness. Dizzy me so that I may sway on your dunes. Dazzle me with your pale glow. Drizzle your iridescent dust until my akin skin begins to glitter and shimmer.

And when I am tired, when I finally collapse from dancing, when I crumble in your safe embrace : Oh, great alchemist, transform my bones to light so that I may always be beside you - among your coven.

(A prayer on wanting to forget about the heaviness)

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“True education consists in this: to feel joy and grief at the right things.”

— Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics

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“To say that woman is a mystery is to say not that she is silent but that her language is not heard; she is there, but hidden beneath veils; she exists beyond these uncertain appearances. Who is she? An angel, a demon, an inspiration, an actress? One supposes that either there are answers impossible to uncover, or that none is adequate because a fundamental ambiguity affects the feminine being; in her heart she is indefinable for herself: a sphinx.”

— The Second Sex, Simone de Beauvoir (Myths)

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Mary Oliver, from “Evidence”, Devotions

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“We have done so much good for one another.” | Normal People

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This is fantastic.

the athenians when socrates is telling them how wrong they are about philosophy

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‘Choose… designer lingerie, in the vain hope of kicking some life back into a dead relationship. Choose handbags, choose high-heeled shoes, cashmere and silk, to make yourself feel what passes for happy. Choose an iPhone made in China by a woman who jumped out of a window and stick it in the pocket of your jacket fresh from a South-Asian Firetrap. Choose Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram and a thousand others ways to spew your bile across people you’ve never met. Choose updating your profile, tell the world what you had for breakfast and hope that someone, somewhere cares. Choose looking up old flames, desperate to believe that you don’t look as bad as they do. Choose live-blogging, from your first wank ‘til your last breath; human interaction reduced to nothing more than data. Choose ten things you never knew about celebrities who’ve had surgery. Choose screaming about abortion. Choose rape jokes, slut-shaming, revenge porn and an endless tide of depressing misogyny. Choose 9/11 never happened, and if it did, it was the Jews. Choose a zero-hour contract and a two-hour journey to work. And choose the same for your kids, only worse, and maybe tell yourself that it’s better that they never happened. And then sit back and smother the pain with an unknown dose of an unknown drug made in somebody’s fucking kitchen. Choose unfulfilled promise and wishing you’d done it all differently. Choose never learning from your own mistakes. Choose watching history repeat itself. Choose the slow reconciliation towards what you can get, rather than what you always hoped for. Settle for less and keep a brave face on it. Choose disappointment and choose losing the ones you love, then as they fall from view, a piece of you dies with them until you can see that one day in the future, piece by piece, they will all be gone and there’ll be nothing left of you to call alive or dead. Choose life.’

T2 Trainspotting (2017)

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Reposting to pay tribute to Mr and Mrs Knox. 🦋

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Anne Sexton, from “The Truth the Dead Know”, The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton

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“Que la force soit avec toi”

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“I am in the mood to dissolve in the sky.”

- Woolf, V.

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“Philosophy begins in wonder.”

— Plato, Theaetetus

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“We are reduced to asking others what we are. We never dare to ask ourselves.”

— Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Discourse on Inequality