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First image of Uranus and its 5 brightest moons taken by the James Webb Space Telescope.

ANOTHER ROUND | Original Title: Druk - 2020 • dir. Thomas Vinterberg

La Collectionneuse (1967), dir. Eric Rohmer

Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense - the starkest Madness - ’Tis the Majority In this, as all, prevail - Assent - and you are sane - Demur - you’re straightway dangerous - And handled with a Chain -

“I had observed that the men who were most in life, who were molding life, who were life itself, ate little, slept little, owned little or nothing. They had no illusions about duty, or the perpetuation of their kith and kin, or the preservation of the State. They were interested in truth and in truth alone. They recognized only one kind of activity — creation. Nobody could command their services because they had of their own pledged themselves to give all. They gave gratuitously, because that is the only way to give.”

— Henry Miller, The Rosy Crucifixion

“I’ve lived on this earth as if out of place,”

— Maria Polydouri, tr. by Manolis Aligizakis, from “A Cold Breath Froze,”

A green meteor over the Mont Blanc Massif

l Sebastian Voltmer l Jan. 2025

“I am seized by two contradictory feelings: there is so much beauty in the world it is incredible that we are ever miserable for a moment; there is so much shit in the world that it is incredible we are ever happy for a moment.”

— Zadie Smith, Feel Free

Andrei Rublev (1966), dir. Andrei Tarkovsky

in the meantime: study, journal, read more books, sit in silence, listen to music, take walks, take the stairs, do more things alone, do more things with friends, take notice of the small wonders of the world, create a sacred space in your mind

Franz Kafka, 1912

“I wanted everything; I wanted to be enormous and overwhelming, yawning and expansive like the light.”

—

Gwendolyn MacEwen, from “Mermaids & Ikons: A Greek Summer,”

بدأ الناس يستيقظون بالفعل، بدأ لون الفجر المميز في تخلل نوافذ البيوت ليخبرهم أن عليهم استقبال واحد جديد من تلك الأشياء التي يسمونها الأيام، عليهم أن يقضوا يوماً آخر بشكل ما، أن يبحثوا عن لقمة وعن سترة وعن ضحكات تسليهم، حتى يحين موعد النوم، حتي يأتي الفجر التالي، أو يأتي الفجر الأخير، تلك هي قواعد اللعبة القاسية، بشكل ما قد رضي بها الجميع، لا أسمع أحداً يعترض.

_معزوفة العطش | مهاب السعيد

“The world wasn’t real anymore. Everything in it was a fraudulent copy of what it should have been, and everything that happened in it shouldn’t have been happening. For a long time afterward, Ferguson lived under the spell of this illusion, sleepwalking through his days and struggling to fall asleep at night, sick of a world he had stopped believing in, doubting everything that presented itself to his eyes.”

— Paul Auster, 4 3 2 1

The wolf moon.

(January 13, 2025)

André Gide - It's a matter of courage

“I can read you like a book and because the thing about a beloved book, if it’s a good one, is that it shifts like music; you think you know it, you’ve read it so many times, of course you know it, of course the pleasure of it is in how well you know it, but then you hear, in the background, the thing you never heard in it before, and with the turn of a page you see a combination of words you know you’ve never seen before, you thought you knew this book but it dazzles you with the different book it is, yet again, and not just that but the different person you have become, the different person you are now, reading it again, and you, my love, are an excellent book for me, and then us both together, which takes some talent with rhythm, but luckily we are quite talented at reading each other.”

— Ali Smith, The Whole Story and Other Stories

People these days spend most of their time showing who they are not and the rest of their time hiding who they really are.

— 12/09/22, anastasiasyah

“If man were to come to grips with his real nature, if he were to discover his real heritage, he would become so exalted, or else so frightened, that he would find it impossible to go to sleep again. To live would be a perpetual challenge to create. But the very thought of a possible, swift and endless metamorphosis terrifies him. He sleeps now, not comfortably to be sure, but certainly more and more obstinately, in the womb of a creation whose only need of verification is his own awakening.”

— Henry Miller, Sunday After the War

“I’ve always been sensitive to the pain of others, always tried to feel a part of everyone else’s suffering.”

— Roberto Bolaño, The Savage Detectives

Edit after Frederic Edwin Church (Late Afternoon Sun Over a Stream) (Smithsonian) (Ed. Lic.: CC BY-NC 3.0)

Jupiter, Moon, Saturn above the Black Hills of Central, Az. Double exposure.

Janet Fitch, from her novel titled "White Oleander," originally published in 1999

“You create your own world by your inner attitude,”

— Margaret Atwood, from “The Year of the Flood,” published c. 2009