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Love is Not All

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink

Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;

Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink

And rise and sink and rise and sink again;

Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,

Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;

Yet many a man is making friends with death

Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.

It well may be that in a difficult hour,

Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,

Or nagged by want past resolution's power,

I might be driven to sell your love for peace,

Or trade the memory of this night for food.

It well may be. I do not think I would.

-Edna St. Vincent Millay

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Intricate Textile Figures by Raija Jokinen

Finnish artist Raija Jokinen works with textile and fiber materials. 

With my artworks, I am searching the interface of spirit and materials. Visually my works are based on physical human body and body parts, but the details don’t follow anatomy or physiology of the real body but offer unexpected variants. In my works, a human body represents more the soul and feelings instead of the physical substance. As materials for my works, I started to use paper yarns and proceeded to hand made paper made of flax among others. I proceed to use flax without the traditional papermaking techniques and researched the various other ways to treat it. The technique I’ve developed could be located in the meeting point of the techniques in painting, graphic art, hand made paper and textile.

Her blog.

Let’s make #crossconnectmag the most popular hashtag on Instagram! posted by tu recepcja

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Wallace Polsom, Syncretic Venus (2018), paper collage, 13.8 x 19.2 cm.

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he’s so comfy. leave him be

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Miles Johnston

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“I wonder if you are at all aware of this extraordinary compulsion to belong to something? I am sure most of you belong to some political party, to a certain group or organised belief; you are committed to a particular way of thinking or living, and that surely denies freedom. You move from one commitment to another, compelled by the urge to belong to something. Why? I think it is an important question to ask oneself. Why do you want to belong? Surely it is only when the mind stands completely alone that it is capable of receiving what is true—not when it has committed itself to some party or belief. Please do think about this question, commune with it in your heart.”

— Jiddu Krishnamurti

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“I wonder if you are at all aware of this extraordinary compulsion to belong to something? I am sure most of you belong to some political party, to a certain group or organised belief; you are committed to a particular way of thinking or living, and that surely denies freedom. You move from one commitment to another, compelled by the urge to belong to something. Why? I think it is an important question to ask oneself. Why do you want to belong? Surely it is only when the mind stands completely alone that it is capable of receiving what is true—not when it has committed itself to some party or belief. Please do think about this question, commune with it in your heart.”

— Jiddu Krishnamurti

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Softest of Mornings

by Mary Oliver

Softest of mornings, hello.

And what will you do today, I wonder,

to my heart?

And how much honey can the heart stand, I wonder,

before it must break?

This is trivial, or nothing: a snail

climbing a trellis of leaves

and the blue trumpets of flowers.

No doubt clocks are ticking loudly

all over the world.

I don’t hear them. The snail’s pale horns

extend and wave this way and that

as her fingers-body shuffles forward, leaving behind

the silvery path of her slime.

Oh, softest of mornings, how shall I break this?

How shall I move away from the snail, and the flowers?

How shall I go on, with my introspective and ambitious life?

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I hope in Midnight Sun theres passages of Edward like

“I pissed Rosalie off this morning and now she won’t stop screaming in her head I want to cry”

“I said the wrong answer in class and six different people thought that i was a dumbass at once, my existence is a burden”

“Jasper won’t stop thinking about slurping up Bella like a juice pouch and it’s not fair”

“Carlisle said I’m not allowed to sulk in my room tonight I wish he had just let me die”

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from “ask polly: why should i keep going?”

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Love is gonna resurrect the parts of me that died in its absence

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being alive is to have life telling you ‘ok now i will ask you to be brave. now i will ask you to be brave. now i will ask you to be brave’ over and over and over until you learn it & then have to learn it again

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ok but I literally cannot emphasize the fact enough that you will be put through the same lessons over and over again until you learn them!!!! be conscious, recognize patterns!!! you won’t grow and things won’t change until you make the effort to do so

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Grzegorz Kowalski

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Illustrations for New York Times about regret and how to stop it. Thanks to art director Agnes Lee!