Liya Jin
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“Lost really has two disparate meanings. Losing things is about the familiar falling away, getting lost is about the unfamiliar appearing."
-Rebecca Solnit
A story must be judged according to whether it makes sense. And 'making sense' must be here understood in its most direct meaning: to make sense is to enliven the senses. A story that makes sense is one that stirs the senses from their slumber, one that opens the eyes and the ears to their real surroundings, tuning the tongue to
... See morewe are simply incapable of imagining ourselves on the other side of a profound change, because the present self doing the imagining is the very self that needs to have died in order for the future self being imagined to emerge.
This is why the profoundest changes tend to happen not willed but spawned by fertile despair — the surrender at the rock bo
... See more“Everyone bifurcates the world into content and distribution,” Whaley told me. He has brown hair, is of average height, and was wearing a nondescript gray t-shirt and jeans when we talked. From the beginning, we viewed those as the same thing. Each object gets better with more participation, and so does MSCHF. Scale is not the goal. Scale is a tool
... See moreWe create ourselves. The sequence is suffering, insight, will, action, change
psychoanalyst Allen Wheelis wrote in his 1973 field guide to how people change
Solnit poignantly describes: “We think we tell stories, but stories often tell us, tell us to love or hate, to see or be seen. Often, too often, stories saddle us, ride us, whip us onward, tell us what to do, and we do it without questioning. The task of learning to be free requires learning to hear them, to question them, to pause and hear silence
... See morelife necessitates contradictions to ever recreate itself.
Storytelling, like ecosystems, needs diversity to thrive.
My body … in constant negotiation with the bodies of the world beyond me, at the shifting edges where my skin bleeds into others
even now, fresh tears make my vision waltz, with loving grief