(Source: wakethetrees)
(Source: wakethetrees)
Chimères by William Farges
I am freaking out. SORCERY.
(via katuriankaturiankaturian)
I am emptying the world
of mourning
and filling it to the brim
with melancholia.
—L. Cohen (Going Home)
“If you read Freud’s Mourning and Melancholia from the perspective of working through, then melancholia is pathological and mourning is healthy. However, if you read it from the perspective of deferred attachment to loss then melancholia becomes healthy and mourning pathological. Furthermore if sexing is brought in, then mourning can be said to be man’s (masculine) relationship to loss—moving from one to another. Whereas, melancholia could be the woman’s (feminine) attachment and loyalty to her loss.”
Anup Dhar
“There is no privacy here. Always the door opens and someone comes in. All is shared, made visible, audible, dramatic. Meanwhile, as if tired with company, the mind steals off to muse in solitude, to think, not to act, to comment not to share, to explore it’s own darkness, not the brightly lit up surfaces of others”
Virginia Woolf on stream of consciousness
So this video started going around my facebook today, with about a dozen of my female friends sharing the link with comments like, and “Everyone needs to see this”, and “All girls should watch this,” and “This made me cry.” And I’m not trying to shame those girls! I definitely understand why they would do so. And I don’t want to be a killjoy. But as I clicked the link and started watching the video, I started to feel a slight sense of discomfort. I couldn’t put my finger on why that was, exactly, but it continued throughout the whole thing. After watching the video several more times, I have some thoughts…
Thank god.
Vashti Bunyan plays to the crowds in 1968
oh God she is so lovely
(Source: samuel-long, via violentwavesofemotion)
India is filled
with many
exceptionally beautiful women
who don’t desire me
I verify this
every single day
as I walk around
the city of Bombay
I look into face after face
and never once
have I been wrong
- Leonard Cohen Book of Longing