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Lady, i will touch you with my mind. Touch you and touch and touch until you give me suddenly a smile,shyly obscene -E.E.Cummings • Instagram.com/mahsan_ahmadpour • t.me/mahsan_ahmadpour
When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.
Lauren Eden
The figs will rot if you don’t eat them. The jasmine blooms for three weeks and then it’s over. Your body at twenty-five will never come back, and neither will your body at forty-five. Everything you’re saving for later spoils in the waiting.
That person who makes your pulse quicken when they walk into a room? Temporary. The way afternoon light falls across your kitchen table in September? Seasonal. The feeling of being so happy you forget to be afraid? Fleeting. And somehow that makes it more, not less.
We get maybe seventy summers if we’re lucky. Seventy times to taste peaches at their peak. Seventy Augusts to swim in water so warm it feels like absolution. Seventy chances to fall in love with the same person in different ways, or different people in the same way.
The heartbreak teaches you how to hold joy when it comes back around. The rejection shows you what you actually want. The loneliness is what makes you recognize home when you finally find it. None of it is wasted if you let it change you.
The timer is running whether you’re paying attention or not. The fruit is ripening. The light is shifting. Your one wild, temporary life is happening right now, and the only tragedy is treating it like a dress rehearsal.
Reach. Risk. Let yourself want things out loud. The worst that happens is you feel everything. The disappointment, the ecstasy, the full spectrum of being alive in a body that won’t last forever.
The impermanence isn’t the problem. The impermanence is the point.
There are so many things that art can’t do. It can’t bring the dead back to life, it can’t mend arguments between friends, or cure AIDS, or halt the pace of climate change. All the same, it does have some extraordinary functions, some odd negotiating ability between people, including people who never meet and yet who infiltrate and enrich each other’s lives. It does have a capacity to create intimacy; it does have a way of healing wounds, and better yet of making it apparent that not all wounds need healing and not all scars are ugly.”
- Olivia Laing
The Lonely City
Fortesa Latifi, The Truth About Grief
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This might be the most unintentionally poetic science headline I’ve ever seen.
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If you came to make trouble
Make me a double honey, I think it's good
hearts of darkness (1991) dir. eleanor coppola, george hickenlooper, fax bahr
#i_feel_like_ive_done_all_three_of_those
#would_like_to_come_out_the_other_side_now
Just found this Chester's AI cover. It's epic, yet there's this ache, you know?
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When life hands you lemons | The Fall of the House of Usher
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“The Sleepwalker” by Ruth Awad from
We Call to the Eye & the Night: Love Poems by Writers of Arab Heritage
From the introduction to Emily Wilsons translation of the Iliad
Time doesn't make you do things that you can't
Time doesn't grow things down in your soul
Time puts you on top of nothing at all
Baby you gotta take control
Emily Dickinson’s Herbarium, circa 1839-1846 (Houghton Library, Harvard)
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When my life was nothing other than the ticking of the clock
I realized that I must love
That I must madly love
Forugh Farrokhzad, from “Window” featured in Sin: Selected Poems of Forugh Farrokhzad
In the moments where you go unnoticed, in the ordinary day to day, countless miracles of life surround us pointing like arrows to Your name.
Endless Alleluia
We got the kingdom
We got the key
from Lady Chatterley's Lover, D.H. Lawrence
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You don't need dating books, you need C. S. Lewis
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Art will save you.
Being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you.
Letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you.
Earnestness over composure will save you.
The natural world will save you.
Caring for something bigger than yourself will save you.
Daring to be seen will save you.
Kindness — not as a whim, but as a principle — will save you.
Appreciation as a practice will save you.
Daring to try something new will save you.
Grounding will save you.
Love will save you.
One good night’s sleep will save you.
Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho (tr. by Anne Carson)
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Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931–1934
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Closeness Lines by Olivia De Cat
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My heart is thirsty like the drunks at this bar
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Guess we all need to slow down.
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Joan Didion, On Keeping a Notebook
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Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet
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𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟷𝟿, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟼
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹