“I Had Learned One Thing From Kizuki’s Death, And I Believed That I Had Made It A Part Of Myself

-Secret history by Donna Tartt

“For nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed; the earth is always shifting, the light is always changing, the sea does not cease to grind down rock. Generations do not cease to be born, and we are responsible to them because we are the only witnesses they have. The sea rises, the light fails, lovers cling to each other, and children cling to us. The moment we cease to hold each other, the moment we break faith with one another, the sea engulfs us and the light goes out.”

— James Baldwin, from “Nothing Personal,” in Collected Essays

Love it here, I'm gonna bring my friends next time I visit :)

“But [Tumblr’s] value, of course, is more than just what it isn’t, and what it points away from. Despite all the drama and discourse lurking in its corners, it’s easy to make your own Tumblr life as simple and as happy as you want it to be. There are no algorithmic threats lurking around every corner, no onslaught of promoted posts from politicians or influencers. More than anything else, Tumblr in 2020 is a self-sustaining ecosystem. It’s a semi-sealed and increasingly fertile terrarium, a nigh-impossible perpetual-motion machine of a platform going productively psychotic in its isolation.”

— @areyougonnabe, “The Ever-Mutating Life of Tumblr Dot Com” 

On the subject of Manipur, there is a reference to the state as far back as the Mahabharata.  Chitrangada is a princess of Manipur who marries Arjuna. In most accounts she is a warrior princess, probably from a matrilineal society, who does not accompany Arjuna back to Indraprastha after his years of exile.

Representations of Chitrangada in art: 1. By Pobsant Roockarangsarith (X); 2) Ramendranath Chakravorty’s 1941 woodcut of Chitrangada and Arjuna and 3) Avik Chakraborty’s Royal Ladies of Mahabharata: Chitrangada.

It's a cruel summer...

The Louvre, Lorde // Charlotte Brontë // The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde // The Summer I Turned Pretty, Jenny Han // To the Bone, Dorothy Allison

Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny.

Lao Tzu

Lucy's the Jodhaa of cats

You think murderers get rid of all the evidence and not keep some as a memoir? Like a number plate or a ear.

The murder

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It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.

– Tablo, Pieces of You