“I suggest that the only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.”
—
E. M. Forster (1879-1970) English novelist, essayist, critic, librettist
“The acquisition of a book signalled not just the potential acquisition of knowledge but also something like the property rights to a piece of ground: the knowledge became a visitable place.”
— James Wood, Serious Noticing: Selected Essays
I'm the kind of person who likes to be by himself. To put a finer point on it, I'm the type of person who doesn't find it painful to be alone.
— Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running
“Sometimes letting go is the only way to find out who you’re meant to hold on to.”
— J. Sterling, The Perfect Game
damn baby you are beyond mortal comprehension, wanna make me insane?
“If you’re going through hell, keep going.”
— Winston Churchill
Angela Carter, “Black Venus”, Black Venus
[Text ID: “She was like a piano in a country where everybody has had their hands cut off.”]
“I’ll only marry the man who can guess which is my favourite stone on the whole sea-shore.”
— Marina Tsvetaeva, from “Art in the Light of Conscience: Eight Essays on Poetry,”
Feel fear? Feel sadness? Feel lonely or wounded? If you can turn it into rage, you can use it as fuel. Get mad and you’ll get up in the morning.
But somehow I’ve become a person who speaks sharply to everyone around her. Who wants to scream at children, then break down in tears. Whose rage is always written on her face.
You’re one of the angriest people I know.
Anger is part of the engine that makes things happen, but it’s savage and dangerous. It also burns things down.
I never meant to turn that girl into a forest fire.
— Molly McCully Brown, from “What We Are,” Places I’ve Taken My Body
[ 중요한 영어 어휘 ] encourage / encouraging / encouragement
이번 강의에서는 영어에서 일상적으로 자주 쓰이지만 우리나라 사람들에게는 어렵게 느껴지는 많은 단어 중 하나인 “encourage / encouraging / encouragement”에 …
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It seems evident to me that all living creatures must, in some form or another, suffer. So ubiquitous is the evidence for this, that I am forced to believe that the ability to suffer is a requirement for life. Even the most basic life forms who have no mind or complex thought to speak of are able to feel or experience discomfort. This, I presume, is a necessity to ensure the continuation of the individual and of the entirety of life. The modern scientific definition of life is quite in agreement with this, in that it recognizes that for a something to be termed alive it must respond to external stimuli, pursuing that which promotes its well being and avoiding that which has an opposite effect.
The complexity of a species, or of a being, determines the complexity of its problems. The most basic of life also has the most basic of needs and adversities. Our species, like all others, began with the simple task of surviving, procreating, and expanding. Harsh climates forced us to create clothes, hunger transformed us into better hunters, gatherers, and eventually cultivators. We learned and adapted but our problems did not disappear, they were only replaced. As society began and grew, so too did many new issues as a result. As we learn to solve those and in so doing manage to progress our way of life, new challenges arise creating a constant need for improvement. All life follows this pattern. Certain struggles are presented and life must either adapt or perish, and, in the case of the former, what follows are brand new challenges equal in complexity to the new and improved life. Following this mode of thinking, it becomes clear that our modern way of life, indeed all of human greatness, is only a direct result of constant adversity and our attempt to overcome it.
In this way, it may be said that all of life has been leading to us now. That many of our comforts, luxuries, and joys are the result of countless others who underwent more basic struggles than ourselves. And so we believe that suffering is a necessity for life and as such cannot be called evil or wrong in any inherent manner. If it has been through adversity that life has progressed as it has, then the true evil is found not in suffering but in suffering pointlessly. And since suffering is indispensable to life and its forward progress, then it must be that insofar as suffering may be called evil, it simultaneously represents an equal good found in the potential for improvement and the bettering of life.
I’m Not…
I’m not the girl who would tie your tongue.
I’m not the girl who turns your head.
I’m not the girl you’d ask to prom
Or even on a date.
I’m not the girl who likes frills and lace.
I’m not the girl who’d be flirty or flighty.
I’m not the girl who you would daydream about.
I’m not the girl who everyone sees,
The one who beams beauty, radiance, and so carefree.
I’m not the one to be in the foreground.
I’m not visible to anyone.
I Am…
I am the girl you’d pass in the halls,
Who’d probably like you from afar, but never say a word.
I am the girl who’d sketch or write,
My words never reaching your heart or eyes.
I’m the girl who stands in the rain
That mixes with her tears and drowns out her cries.
I am the girl who is always the second choice.
Why on earth would I ever be the first?
I am the girl some would torment
Because I’m different and hide in the background.
I’m the girl that’s invisible to you.
The one you’d never remember until we meet again.
It felt like we went up and up and up-
higher than I was comfortable with.
My legs started to burn with each step
Until the burn left, no room left for it
And they just slowed, peanut butter steps
And then stopped, too tired to keep time.
Turning around felt like defeat
But good.
On the way down they shook
Bambi knees in jell-o
And every step felt a little bit
like I was falling.
The path ribboned its way
A steady incline
A human paved path
And still my legs
New born, half-set,
Paced a drunk’s gait down
This hill with ideas of grandeur
I did not feel shame or guilt
In my gut
I felt accomplished and proud
Until we spoke later
And then I felt a little bit-
Like I wished I had fallen.
1:50pm 7/1/2021
“Losing your appetite because you’re sad is the worst feeling ever.”
—
A thinker sees his own actions as experiments and questions — as attempts to find out something. Success and failure are for him answers above all.
Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science (via philosophybits)
When I was young, I used to admire intelligent people; as I grow older, I admire kind people.
Abraham Joshua Heschel (via perfeqt)
As I’m grasping the intentions of the storm, Breeding discord between thunderclouds, My hands try to touch the aerial body of the night, Chasing for voices in the air, That got locked out until sunrise to cool down, I’m Proficient to decipher the ordeal of summerdays. Catching the breeze, Like Nabokov caught butterflies, As subconscious ambiguities ascend like Bubbles in water, Piercing the surface of my consciousness, To tell vivid tales about the opulence My perception gathers.
Kerim Mallée
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Don’t touch me if you don’t mean it.
The War Boys (2009)
We live in a world, where people are influenced by others of their kind through mere words, the power of speech, as they call it, has an effect far greater than most physical,aggressive actions, but "the feelings perceived are not necessarily the feelings expressed", which in most cases, leads to an exaggeration of facts and in our very case led to the birth of the mother of numerous social evils, that we, as a species, face today. We call this glorified form of tribalism, Religion.
It is astounding that years of people just talking about the existence of a higher power can convince their sons and grandsons of firm, unquestionable and rather unreasonable faith, when the same generation, for centuries, would not even believe that oppressing half of their population i.e. womankind, would not do harm, if not better.
Let me present you with a hypothesis, What if, a group of early men witnessed a bolt of lightning? What if, they started to believe that there were people in the sky that caused them and frightened as they were, felt the need to please these gods through sacrifices and offerings? What if all this offerings made them expect a divine reward? And what if all this misconception spread around like an infection, calling for discrimination towards those who refused to concur?
This hypothesis has several conclusions. Humanity fears that which it doesn't understand, it worships that which it fears and expects rewards for it's actions . As for the spreading, I believe that "Religion is just a chinese whisper game stretched for too long".
And the final conclusion is that people aren't very accurate when it comes to first impressions, often judging too soon about the nature of something, even if that something does not exist beyond their three pounds of grey matter.
"Religion is a fool's answer to another fool's question." People look for meaning in the physical world, they seek their place in all that comprises the cosmos without realising that the answer to their question is subjective, it doesn't have to be out there in religious texts, written by delusional old men, it exists in the mind, created by people themselves.
Now the question arises, why did the need for such a misleading lie of a system exist?, the answer is a simple one, hope, every man is a hero in his own story, and when this hero is spat on, knocked down, he can't help but give in to vulnerability, depression. This man and every other man needs this, beautiful lie, as a drowning man needs a rock to cling to while he catches his breath and there's nothing wrong with a system that gives him that, and I know that I'm no one to deprive them of that . But there's a whole another way to look at it, the man may never learn to swim if he doesn't let go of the rock that gives him a false sense of hope, that he will survive without battling the waves. Now I ask you to what end, are we going to allow this false sense of hope to take control over our actions? , the sooner humanity figures that out, the better, and if not, well then, "May God help us all".
-Pranjal Yadav
““When I ask you about your first love I am always secretly hoping that you will say your own name. Now, wouldn’t that be beautiful – to above else have a heart that was proud of itself.” - Bianca Sparacino”
—
06/04/2021
How can meaning be found,
When light keeps pouring in and out of you?
Blinded,
yet everseeing.
A call for higher purpose,
an eagle’s cry
heard in the distance.
Pain is seared in the follow-up response,
Nothing alike earthly sensation.
It stretches far and wide,
beneath your body,
above your soul,
nowhere in the middle,
for it does not locate
where the mind can get ahold of it,
Has destiny been set on stone,
or is the latter our own pliable existence?
“Repond.”
“How?”
“Just respond.”
For longer than an eternity could ever be,
it waited.
What for?
For oneself,
no sin can be condone,
no doubt can be harbored.
To build yourself,
You must be destroyed.
By what hands,
Will determine the freedom of your well’s boundaries.
To be teared up,
And shown bare in your true essence
Oh how tangible can pure fear be.
Now drown in yourself.
Now be your fear.
Now,
play in your abyss,
for there is where your meaning resides.
05/28/2021
Fear and excitement.
Greatest oxymoron to have ever lived inside of me.
There is such a lack of balance in my soul,emotions seem to be extending their roots further and further in that which is my tangible existence.
A grandiose future awaits me,every cell in my body and every sliver of my being seems to be propelling themselves so as to reach the right spot in time.
It feels preternatural,as if what life made me go through is not anywhere near describable as pain,it is no more than the path i had to go down to in order to achieve my current standing.
I am no more than myself,thus I am all there is to live.
She
I used to hate that word
Something alien would gripe at my throat.
I would choke on it, eyes burning
Now
that I think of it, I am not as bitter.
She
Is a world away from myself and
I get dizzy sometimes,
Looking at my feet.
I am at peace with her, and I feel
A familiar bond
She was me for a while, after all.
She
And I are friends
I am walking on a road
I made for myself
And she holds my hand, a comforting presence.
She
Will always be there
And now, I understand myself better.
I will never be her
Yet I feel no pain for having been mistaken,
For she is my better friend
- She, M
As promised, here’s PART TWO of the in depth body vocab! PART ONE covered the face / head. Today we will look at the back, torso, and most internal organs. Enjoy <3
*picture is of a male presenting torso (necessary vocabulary is highlighted)
몸통 - torso
승모근 - traps
쇄골 / 빗장뼈 - collar bone
major difference between 쇄골 and 빗장뼈: Both can translate to the scientific name ‘clavicle’. However, 쇄골 comes from 한자: ‘鎖骨’.
흉곽 - ribcage
가슴 - chest / breast
젖꼭지 - nipple
겨드랑이 - armpit
겨드랑이 털 - armpit hair
이드박근 - bicep
배 - belly, stomach (exterior)
배꼽 - bellybutton
활배근 - lats
허리 - waist
가랑이 - crotch
Example Sentences:
저는 겨드랑이에서 땀이 괴도하게 났었어요 - I used to sweat a lot in my armpits
밥을 많이 먹어서 배가 너무 불러요 - My stomach is full because I ate too much
*blank back cut off at the legs and neck (necessary vocabulary is highlighted)
등 - back
목 - neck
어깨 - shoulder
팔 - arm
왼팔 - left arm
오른팔 - right arm
양팔 - both arms
삼두근 - triceps
팔꿈치 - elbow
척추 - spine
not to be confused with 척수 which refers to the spinal cord
허리 - waist
옆구리 - side
허리께 - hip
엉덩이 - butt / buttocks
Example Sentences:
양팔을 위로 줄 뻗어 보세요 - Please stretch your arms out
하루 종일 앉아 있었더니 엉덩이가 아파요 - My butt hurts from sitting on it all day
*picture of internal organs including the lungs, heart, liver, stomach, kidneys, and intestines (necessary vocabulary is highlighted)
장기 - organ
식도 - esophagus (’gullet’ in reference to animals)
폐 / 허파 - lung
major difference between 폐 and 허파: 폐 is used in more medical contexts over 허파
심장 / 가슴 - heart
major difference between 심장 and 가슴: 심장 refers to the literal pumping organ whereas 가슴 is the general area of the chest but can be used as an emotional heart (as opposed to 마음, which is the feeling in your heart)
혈관 - blood vessel
정맥 - vein
동맥 - artery
간 - liver
위 - stomach (internal)
신장 / 콩팥 - kidney
major difference between 신장 and 콩팥: 신장 comes from 한자: ‘腎臟’, where 콩팥 is the native Korean version.
신장병 - kidney disease
신장 결석 - kidney stone
장 - intestine
대장 - large intestine
소장 - small intestine
소화 (하다) - digestion (to digest)
혈액 / 피 - blood
major difference between 혈액 and 피: 혈액 is the medical form!
Example Sentences:
저는 수년간 위에 문제가 있어 왔어요 - I’ve had issues with my stomach for years
어젯밤 먹은 게 고화가 잘 안 돼요 - I’m having trouble digesting what I ate last night
Extra Vocab to Know:
배설(하다) - excretion (to excrete)
대변 / 똥 - stool or poop
major difference between 대변 and 똥: 대변 is more like feces whereas 똥 is much more casual in speech
소변 / 오줌 - urine or pee
major difference between 소변 / 오줌: same as above, 소변 is more like urine where 오줌 is more casual
both 소변 and 대변 come from 한자: 大便 (대변) and 小便 (소변)
싸다 - to poop/pee
누다 - to poop
음경 - penis
자궁 - womb
This is obviously for educational purposes, so I hope tumblr lets it stay up. But here’s PART TWO of the in depth body vocab!
Happy Learning :)
~ SK101
When you decide to touch a woman
Remember who gave you hands
When you crush her with words
Remember who gave you a tongue
When her heart cracks open and flows like a red river
Remember who will make your heart stop
(I hope God cuts off every part of you that was used to hurt a woman)
𝒃𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒉
“I think a guy fighting for his relationship and showing his feelings is more attractive than someone who acts like they don’t give a fuck.”
— Unknown
Tranquility engulfs me;
to breathe
feels redundantly inadequate.
The sky
urges my meekness
to come forth.
As a sombre feeling
now lays itself on my heart,
a forlorn memory
makes its way
across my walls.
A nurtured wish;
A longing for the unattainable;
A void wishing to be filled.
No more than an instant,
yet unreachable from this well.
And as upon me
the start begin their show,
I have but two choices:
drown,
or rushing into a dead sprint.
Though I am keen
on embracing my wish,
I luck the strenght
to get on my feet.
“Dying is an art,like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.
I do it so it feels like hell.”
What is a candle turned wax?
It has one fixed shape,its life has been drained and it is useless.
Nevertheless I can’t help viewing it as an object which still has much to give.
Yes,it has completed it’s life’s task;
Thus,hasn’t it been freed from the burden of needing a purpose?
Shapeless,vacuous,mutilated,yet—
free
As I sit here,staring at a newly lit candle,I can’t help seeing my life being mirrored in the flame.
It is not burning,it’s living.
Somewhat pliable,though it still holds its shape.
Much like myself,really.
I can bend myself to my own will,yet I am subject to the still air that engulfs me.
Am I living my life,or is my life living me?
Devoid of purpose,I grasp at the slightest shift taking place in my life.
My life-long friend has come to check on me.
It has never once left me,only side-stepped so as to witness how I would fare with knowing him gone.
It will forever be bound to me,and I to him.
A life-long friendship bringing excruciating pain in my bones,in my flesh,a drought that cannot be recovered from.
I am yours,and you are mine.
I regret our meeting as much as I treasure it.
Am I offering you a worthy companionship?
Drifting apart and sitting on the sidelines may be a good change.
They always say we will value the most what we had but ended up losing,don’t they?
Let’s put a seal on our friendship,celebrating our reunion and promising for it to be the last in a long time.
Like a candle
set aside in wait;
Etiolated,
no more than ornamental.
Its life comes to a stand still.
No purpose,
yet—
hopeful.
The true flames
erase time.
They engulf the deepest of feelings
one can conceive.
Defying common laws,
negativity
turns into bright flames.
Scorching hot...
...happiness?
Blinded by reason
follow the heat
slowly abating in corners of your body.
There,
lies truth.
There,
lie your answers.
Happiness is not far away.
i am tired and uninspired
i am used batteries
i am talent-less i am stale
i am a book thats been read and now sits on the shelf
i am a broken guitar string
i am useless
i am invisible
everyday i feel like i’m at war with the world
some days i feel like im standing on the tallest mountain,
screaming at the top of my lungs
”look at me, please, look at me“
if loneliness ever needed a defention,
it‘d be me
i see countless faces everyday
but do they see me? NO!
i am alone
i am invisible
all i wanna do is help other people like me
i wanna hold you and kiss your scars
and say ”i swear to god it‘ll be okay“
not today, but one day
one day, you‘ll wake up and smile for no damn reason
but today, we can cry
today we can be invisible.
invisible by dandelion hands