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Sinead O'Connor, 1992 © Albert Watson

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“I would have written a shorter letter, but I did not have the time.” – Blaise Pascal

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Symptoms of grief:

feeling a heavy weight in your body pulling you to the ground

only being able to move slowly, not having any energy to move fast

feeling numb, emotionless, uncaring, stone-cold or deeply sad

feeling like nothing in the world matters and nothing is worth doing

not having any interest in activities that take any energy

finding other people tiring, and interactions exhausting

clinging to anything old, familiar, nostalgic, and comforting

wanting a distraction, but also feeling like nothing can distract you enough

over-indulging in distracting activities like video games, tv shows, internet

not being able to find words to express what you’re going thru, feeling like nobody could possibly understand or empathize

not wanting to see or talk to other people, wanting to be alone, but also longing for comfort and familiarity

doing anything is very tiring and you wish you could only lie down forever

not wanting to eat, or alternatively, always wanting to eat

craving mostly comfort food, things you’ve had in some period in your past, or sweets, fast food, anything that brings you a little comfort

losing control over your diet, not being able to care about what you’re eating

feeling like this feeling will never end, feeling like you should be over it already

having surges of memories, some of them painful, some of them made painful by the fact that they’re in the past, unchangeable, unrepeatable

feeling physical pain in the area of your chest, back, stomach, shoulders, if a particularly painful memory is touched or triggered

wishing you could stop feeling and re-experiencing past moments

feeling like you’re never going to be happy again

feeling like you’re dying

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The quest for meaning, which relentlessly dissolves and examines anew all accepted doctrines and rules, can at every moment turn against itself, as it were, produce a reversal of the old values, and declare these as “new values”… such negative results of thinking will then be used as sleepily, with the same unthinking routine, as the old values; the moment they are applied to the realm of human affairs, it is as though they had never gone through the thinking process. What we commonly call nihilism—and are tempted to date historically, decry politically, and ascribe to thinkers who allegedly dared to think “dangerous thoughts”—is actually a danger inherent in the thinking activity itself. There are no dangerous thoughts; thinking itself is dangerous, but nihilism is not its product. Nihilism is but the other side of conventionalism; its creed consists of negations of the current, so-called positive values to which it remains bound. All critical examinations must go through a stage of at least hypothetically negating accepted opinions and “values” by finding out their implications and tacit assumptions, and in this sense nihilism may be seen as an ever-present danger of thinking. But this danger does not arise out of the Socratic conviction that an unexamined life is not worth living but, on the contrary, out of the desire to find results which would make further thinking unnecessary. Thinking is equally dangerous to all creeds and, by itself, does not bring forth any new creed. —Hannah Arendt, “Thinking and Moral Considerations: A Lecture,” Social Research vol 38, no 3 (1971), p 435

[Scott Horton]

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The strength of women comes from the fact that psychology cannot explain us. Men can be analyzed, women … merely adored.

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Finishing off the year with an idea I've wanted to paint for a while, a cat in the clouds ☁️