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"Perhaps you have forgotten. That’s one of the great problems of our modern world, you know. Forgetting. The victim never forgets. Ask an Irishman what the English did to him in 1920 and he’ll tell you the day of the month and the time and the name of every man they killed. Ask an Iranian what the English did to him in 1953 and he’ll tell you. His child will tell you. His grandchild will tell you. And when he has one, his great-grandchild will tell you too. But ask an Englishman—” He flung up his hands in mock ignorance. “If he ever knew, he has forgotten. ‘Move on!’ you tell us. ‘Move on! Forget what we’ve done to you. Tomorrow’s another day!’ But it isn’t, Mr. Brue.” He still had Brue’s hand. “Tomorrow was created yesterday, you see. That is the point I was making to you. And by the day before yesterday, too. To ignore history is to ignore the wolf at the door.”

- A Most Wanted Man, John le Carré

Susan Nathiel, Daughters of Madness

somewhere out there my soulmate is picking up pills off of the sidewalk

the sign says “you killed my president / NO TO WAR”

nytimes.com

Aleksei Navalny Dies: Outspoken Figure’s Death Deprives Russia of Leading Opposition Voice

Aleksei A. Navalny died in prison, the Russian authorities said. The anticorruption campaigner rose to become the most prominent critic of P

I don't usually like to post about current events/news still in the making, and Navalny's team says they are not yet convinced he really is dead, but I am not one to truly believe in miracles and I worry these news will end up not getting seen by as many people as they should be.

So.

Navalny is apparently dead, and with him one of the last big opposition politicians is gone. This is one of the biggest blows to the Russian opposition in years. Please keep an eye on the news. Don't let Navalny's work be in vain.

“Today, there are too many grifters and too few craftsmen. There are content creators, pop stars, and viral stunt artists, but very few produce truly timeless pieces of work that are labors of love and intended to outlive the creator. Modern artists take shortcuts; few embrace the difficulty of skill. Few are willing to invest their time and genuine interest in something that demands discipline. Few seem to have the patience and discipline required to produce good work that matters. One can argue that technology isn’t all harmful for art, as Michelangelo likely used a chisel when carving the David; but, there is an obvious point in which the convenience of technology starts hurting the sacredness of creation and replacing the beauty in art with nothing but hollow sensation. Technology starts becoming harmful when it is no longer facilitating the intrinsic purpose of art as a tool but utilizing art as a means to an end—whether that be for clout or profit.”

— Did technology kill the craftsman?

“A self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.”

— Virginia Woolf

“Writing poetry is in itself translating, from the mother tongue into another, whether French or German should make no difference. No language is the mother tongue. Writing poetry is rewriting it. That’s why I am puzzled when people talk of French or Russian, etc., poets. A poet may write in French; he cannot be a French poet. That’s ludicrous. I am not a Russian poet and am always astonished to be taken for one and looked upon in this light. The reason one becomes a poet (if it were even possible to become one, if one were not one before all else!) is to avoid being French, Russian, etc., in order to be everything.”

– Marina Tsvetaeva to Boris Pasternak, from Letters: Summer 1926

Overstimulating the autistic child who caufht me vaping in the elementary school bathroom to make sure he goes non verbal and cant testify against me

Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

Ryoichi Ikegami, Mai the Psychic Girl

“This is the house that built me and I’m gonna burn it down. This is the river I crawled from and I refuse to drown here. And bless the strippers but fuck the men. And bless the berries but fuck the farm. And bless the daughter but fuck the family. What is a home if not the first place you learn to run from? You’ve got to bite the hand that starves you, and in doing so Praise the place that birthed you. Birthed you fucked up. Birthed you ugly, and interesting, and ready to scream.”

— Courtney Love Prays To Oregon, Clementine von Radics

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you obsess over your identity in relation to others while your soul rots inside of you

“Don’t you think I have the right to hate the world? Don’t you think I have the right to hate you, who forgot about me to live your peaceful, boring life? Don’t you think it would be understandable if I tried to make you experience the same sort of suffering?”