Unbearable Creativity & Terrible Beauty

Inspiration and Stimulations for Your Vagus Nerve: AKA: YOUR GUT FEELINGS

I have a different view of the value of music. I believe music is a source of enchantment and a change agent in human life. So in my economics, a song can possess great value

We crave encounters; we crave fire. Or rather: we crave those experiences that will set us on fire. But the time has come in which we need to re-create fire.

Gauntlet thrown.

Facing you, soaring up from the depths of the valley, is the mighty, glacier-tipped peak, its smooth snowfields and hard-edged rock-faces touched at this moment with soft rose-colour by the last rays of the departing sun, all marvellously sharp against the clear, pale, transparent blue of the sky.According to our usual way of looking at it,... See more

Maria Popova • What Makes You You Makes the Universe: Nobel Laureate Erwin Schrödinger on Quantum Physics, Vedanta, and the Ongoing Mystery of What We Are

"Art is not a product but a ritual of the psyche, weaving meaning from the human experience AI cannot touch."

-Bradley McDevitt

“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of

The antidote is imagination, which is the essence of the inner self. The more imaginative power we have, the more we are able to rethink the world, see beyond the mimetic rivalries that can become so constraining.

Adrienne Rich wrote, “I do know that art means nothing if it simply decorates the dinner table of the power which holds it hostage.”

“If only we arrange our life according to that principle which counsels us that we must hold to the difficult, then that which now still seems to us the most alien will become what we most trust and find most faithful.”

-Rainier Marie Rilke

Who is he that shall control me?

Why may not I act & speak & write & think

with entire freedom? What am I to the

Universe, or, the Universe, what

is it to me?

Emerson: Who is He that Shall Control Me?

-R. W. Emerson