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- Fernando Pessoa - The Book of Disquiet
“The repressed signifies the preserved: hidden away in the organized tensions of the unconscious, wishes and their memories are ceaselessly struggling to find some way into gratification in the present - desire refuses annihilation.” - Christopher Bollas
Beautiful ominous formations the other evening
Tom Adams
Ulf Andersen Charles Bukowski 1978
there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you. there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he's in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up? you want to screw up the works? you want to blow my book sales in Europe? there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody's asleep. I say, I know that you're there, so don't be sad. then I put him back, but he's singing a little in there, I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep, do you?
-- Charles Bukowski, "Bluebird" 1992
"Seraphim with folded arms".Sketch for the painting of St. Vladimir's Cathedral in Kyiv (1885/1893)
Viktor Vasnetsov (1848-1926)
The Last Full Moon of the Year l maco.wolf
Zeta Ophiuchi, Runaway Star
Beta Fish Nebula ESO 217-25 © Brian Boyle
NGC 2244, Cosmic Rose
Photo by Álvaro Herrero
Lunar halo
@picabuzz
What you get is what you see.
Marie Howe, from “Watching Television”, What the Living Do
We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed, a few people cried, most people were silent. I remembered the line from the Hindu scripture, the Bhagavad-Gita. Vishnu is trying to persuade the Prince that he should do his duty and to impress him takes on his multi-armed form and says, “Now, I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.” I suppose we all thought that one way or another.
I Saw the TV Glow (2024)
In the heart of silence, a wave of sound unfolds, a surge of memories, a storm of untold stories.
In this crescendo, a quiet resolve emerges, a bittersweet symphony, echoing in the soul.
Untitled, painting by ABeardedArtist
“The mind once enlightened cannot again become dark.”
— Thomas Paine, Letter Addressed to the Abbe Raynal
“Whenever someone who knows you disappears, you lose one version of yourself. Yourself as you were seen, as you were judged to be. Lover or enemy, mother or friend, those who know us construct us, and their several knowings slant the different facets of our characters like diamond-cutter’s tools. Each such loss is a step leading to the grave, where all versions blend and end.”
— The Ground Beneath Her Feet, Salman Rushdie (b. 19 June 1947)
The last milestone
A heart in dissolution
The defeat is taking form
Reaching the turning point
A desperate call
It's approaching
Falling
It's near
The last milestone
Crawling
It's here
Isolated
Dancing the last dance
It's approaching
Falling
It's near
The last milestone
Crawling
It's here
It's approaching
Far beyond
The last milestone
Reaching the last floor