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I am tired of being a ghost, (...). I am tired of being a mystery. I want to take form, to appear, and one only gains visibility by action.

Anais Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin, 1939-1947

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Sarah Lucas

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Dorothea Tanning, Tragic Table, 1970-73, Wood, fabric, and wool, 43 3/8 x 48 1/8 x 33 ½ in.

Berlinde de Bruyckere, Romeu my deer, 2011

Berlinde de Bruyckere – Aaneén genaaid (Sew together) 2002 Cover, wool, wood, wax, iron Private collection, Belgium

Louise Bourgeois, Child devoured by kisses, 1999, fabric, thread, stainless steel, wood and glass, 99.1 x 153.7 x 100.3 cm, 39 x 60 1⁄2 x 39 3⁄8 in.

Louise Bourgeois, Cell XXII (portrait), 2000

Berlinde De Bruyckere, Aanéén-genaaid, 2002, blankets, wax, Jesmonite, wood; 166 x 48 x 50 cm,

Sarah Lucas, Nud Cycladic 3, 2010, nylon tights, synthetic fibre, breeze blocks & steel wire

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“My wings felt small in the wind that year. I always thought the place was identified by the mothers and the aroma of sage. No one said to me, this place is called a country, around the country are borders, and beyond the borders is another place, called diaspora and exile for us.”

— Mahmoud Darwish

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“She weeps and laughs like water. (Water is not wounded. There is no trace of the blood that flowed in the night.)”

— Mahmoud Darwish, A Wedding Over There

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“Shout so that you hear yourself, should so that you know that you are still alive, and you know that life is possible on this earth.”

— Mahmoud Darwish

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“Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.”

— Anne Carson, Grief Lessons

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“There is a pronounced difference between sadness and grief. Sadness is transient, usually rooted in some perceivable event or incident; grief is multi-pronged, runs in every direction and the locus of trauma is usually invisible or imperceptible.”

— Scherezade Siobhan, Lost Rooms: On living with depression (via lifeinpoetry)

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“I want to dig out what is ancient in me, the mistaken-for-monster, its ophidian prowl, its raven-cursed rudiment - let it teach me how to be unafraid again.”

— Scherezade Siobhan

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Palestinian poets of resistance ♡︎; Samih al-Qasim, Fadwa Tuqan and Mahmoud Darwish amongst olive trees.

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Minoru Onoda, “WORK63-X, 1963, oil, gofun and glue on plywood, 91 x 91 x 4.5 cm © Estate of Minoru Onoda

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Natalie Diaz, excerpts from “Duned”

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“Perhaps it was necessary, this turning inward and deadening of my sensibility, of my acuteness. Otherwise I should not have survived. To remain sane, I became a little stolid. Now I must begin to risk my sanity, to re-open my nerves.”

— Susan Sontag, from Reborn: Journals & Notebooks 1947-1963 (via luthienne)

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“Storytelling reveals meaning without committing the error of defining it.”

— Hannah Arendt, Men in Dark Times

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If it’s too hard to think positive, think neutral.

I’m no better or worse than anyone else.

I deserve the same things in life as anyone else.

I’m a human being.

Right now, I am feeling ________(fill in the blank).

I don’t know how I’ll feel in 5 minutes, or tomorrow.

I can’t predict the future.

Life is full of painful, pleasurable, and boring moments.

The world is full of good, evil, and gray areas.

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Are you alone here.

Carrie Coon | The Leftovers