"We can’t selectively numb emotion. Numb the dark and you numb the light."
Brené Brown, Daring Greatly
When I see shit going down in the psych ward, there’s a little song I sing called “That’s Not My Job” and I get the fuck outta the way.
Twenty years ago there was only air where I am. Fifty years from now, air again.
I said to myself: “So this is the world.”"
Arkaye Kierulf, Autobiography (via heteroglossia)
"Art gives us the knowledge that many have gone before, and had the same strange feelings and the same unanswerable questions, and that we are not alone in the art-endeavor, let alone life. It gives us the knowledge that people have always been stupid and violent and cruel, and compassionate and confused and curious and wondrous and astonished and tired. What it does not give us is answers. It gives us instead a picture. It does not ask that we analyze the picture, but that we stand before it and look, in the hope that looking might turn into gazing. For gazing will hold our attention for a very long time."
with thanks to whiskey river
"Normally I didn’t see a great deal. I didn’t hear a great deal either. I didn’t pay attention. Strictly speaking I wasn’t there. Strictly speaking I believe I’ve never been anywhere."
Samuel Beckett, The End (via whyallcaps)
"Every word, every thought, and every emotion comes back to one core problem: life is meaningless. The experiment in nihilism is to seek out and expose every illusion and every myth, wherever it may lead, no matter what, even if it kills us."
Mitchell Heisman (via blackestdespondency)
"What have I done, dear God, to deserve this perpetual feeling that I’m almost ready to begin something really new?"
Theodore Roethke, from “First Class,” On Poetry & Craft (Copper Canyon Press, 2001)
"I am nothing but words,
just a shape
of dreams or night."
"All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me very well either. All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day."
Charlotte Eriksson, from Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (2013)
"We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger."