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1 year ago

I wonder what the impulse to beauty is, - thinking of Darwin - without all the jargon around it. Why should a pale pink cloud strike the eye as profound and beautiful? There is a pigeon drinking water a few feet from where I sit and the squirrels are chasing each other over half raised walls. Today, the evening tells me of something that has been in ruins for a period long enough for it to have ceased to matter. Somewhere a bird whispers, the ruins are to rise again, not in image of what was, but as a shrine what is now. The future seems less real than the past. why?

1 year ago

The limitations of language - sounds and symbols that encapsulate that which is fundamentally incommunicable - perception, first hand experience

2 years ago
Cycle Of Life Siliguri, India Photograph: Dimpy Bhalotia

Cycle of Life Siliguri, India Photograph: Dimpy Bhalotia


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2 years ago

In the incomprehensible maze of personhood, somewhere in me there is a tangle whose causal knot is you.


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3 years ago

I’m reading a book on Fermi’s paradox and the author points out that even if we detected intelligent life on a planet somewhere, it wouldn’t solve the paradox—given the enormous scales of space and time involved, “Why are there just two planets harbouring intelligent life?” is as great a mystery as “Why is there just one?” Though, finding one other civilisation might solve the problem if they are more advanced than us (and able to communicate with us)—they might have a better idea of what the astrobiological landscape is like and just be able to explain to us why life isn’t more common or why we can’t detect it. The author quickly adds that this would feel like cheating. Being given the explanation rather than figuring it out ourselves. We don’t really want that, do we. I just love scientists. Imagine being a member of an older and more advanced alien civilisation thinking you’re doing these “human” creatures a great kindness by finally putting their minds at ease and explaining why they couldn’t find more signs of life out there—and having them react like “Oh!!…….. we wanted to find the answer ourselves :( ” I would be very charmed.

3 years ago

The Flowers (Learning to Love Again)

The human effigy leaves my brain Unfazed these days.

I have detached my self From its very nature Seeking inner quietude; an escape From the ever gnawing.

So did I become passionless, Desireless; void Of corporeal aching; Mechanical in visual interpretations.

Muscles, tendons, fat, flesh Bone structures, imaginarily Dissected; Witnessed apathetic; Unsignified, their radiation electromagnetic Reflected on photoreceptors.

Eyes Fill not with wonder, Solely perceive functionalistically.

Yet the only tragedy here Is that I’m not allowed to forget The existence of my own effigy.

This vessel, Requiring maintenance, Demanding Its own existence So pressingly I cannot withstand.

Basic wants, and basic needs Will so lead to desire’s revival.

I await its corruption Uneager And fatalistic.

For now, I cherish This unadulterated predisposition As I am the world’s Witness.

I will love the flowers instead.

Experiencing the enrapturement Of true beauty In all its innocence.

— 11-5-2021, M.A. Tempels ©

2 years ago

Blue skies-embers of sunset-a little pink butterfly blown somewhere against its will. Reminds me of someone can’t remember who.

3 years ago

when you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity♡♡♡

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1. Kitten’s paws on table counters,I don’t know but that always makes me want to melt into puddle of awws and never let the poor cat go.

2. Stray wildflowers growing between the cracks in the footpath, can never have enough, all my old books are littered with little leaves and and flower spoil.

3. You know when it rains really hard and there are puddles everywhere and you can’t find a place wide enough to put your foot in and it’s like the earth has been broken into little glass pieces which you must not step on?

4. Finishing notebooks, particularly ones I’ve filled with midnight ramblings and things I’ve absentmindedly said to the doorknobs and curtains.

5. Someone, anyone, remembering me, and perhaps even sending me a message in spite of my extreme reluctance to initiate conversations.

And I can’t leave this one out, - learning something that I am not required to, I’ve an intense fixation with astrophysics, history and philosophy. my folks think it is a waste of time that could be spent reading my textbooks, thus it has also the sublime satisfaction of rebellion attached to it. So there’s that.


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