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sometimes the most important thing we can do is let ourselves stay blurry. to be unbranded, unpositioned, undone for a while. because real self-knowledge is a slow, unmarketable process. and the lost feeling might just be the first sign that you’ve finally stopped performing someone else’s idea of a good life.
milk and cookies • why feeling lost might mean you’re finally doing it right
When I watch a Miyazaki film I can’t help but think about his attunement to the world, the presence it requires to transmute the real world into a fantastical one. That’s the interesting contradiction of writers and artists, I suppose: alienation is a necessity, but so is participation. The point of getting better is to be more in the world.
The Writing Life - Annie Dillard
> One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now. The impulse to save something good for a better place later is the signal
language is both endlessly regenerative and curiously circular.
Susie Dent • Dent's Modern Tribes: The Secret Languages of Britain
Hand it to me.
Your wound and its colony, your pain, your disease.
Feed it to me,
like a bird, a cuckoo, a vulture, a bloodthirsty creature.
Give it no name,
that's all mine to do; I'll name it and get attached too.
Bring me your sins
i'll make an altar to your cancerous offerings, burn them with the candle.
I am your daughter, your doctor, your priest.
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There is something that makes you mine.
Not like you belong to me, but like you make me up somehow, just a little.
There is something about you that belongs to my heart.
Some chip that nestled within me and I've been building around like nacre around mother-of-pearl,
there is something about you that makes me do
the thing that makes me what I am.
If you
Your heart beats so
like a bird under me,
a butterfly in my hand;
hand your heart to me.
For all I thought I was better
than they made me out to be
I would still have you
at the cost of my soul I would have you.
Even if you are
not made for me I would have you
Even should I regret it
I would have you.
I could not regret having you
would you have me.
—Red Rauque
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... See moreThey say they're glad I'm here
this is where I belong.
But I'm a ghost in this place.
They don't hear me talk or walk or breathe.
They forget I exist when I'm in the room.
Maybe this is my house and not theirs.
Maybe that's the truth.
Home isn't never going anywhere else—
it's coming back for your rest.
But I'm a ghost in this place.
I never left — I'm not
(2019-02-13)
The expression "finding oneself" is misleading. It's like dropping somebody off in the middle of a forest and saying "find the forest".
It's not so much about finding as it is about situating. You find out what the world and you are made of and you situate yourself in relation to all of it.