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The Mirror-Faced Grim Reaper in Meshes of the Afternoon (1943), dir. Maya Deren, Alexander Hammid

“This film is endowed with an acute sense of restlessness and alienation; reflecting this uncanny estrangement in the doubling, tripling and quadrupling of its central character, and in its cyclic narrative, a structure that seems condemned to repetition. Why is the hooded Death figure constructed as a kind of mirror? Are we dealing with Nietzsche’s notion of ‘eternal return’? (…) You could go on forever about the meaning buried in this particular work. It invites and eludes analysis.” – CINEMA AND DREAM-LOGIC IN MESHES OF THE AFTERNOON

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― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

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Clarice Lispector, tr. by Ronald W. Sousa, The Passion According to G.H.

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Yesterday I went on an impromptu trip with my girlfriend to Woodstock with no specific plan other than to end the evening at a particular cocktail bar. It was a beautiful autumn drizzly day with the smell of dirt and dead leaves in the air. During our wanderings, my girlfriend stumbled upon a lovely book of compassion teachings humorously titled How to Hug a Porcupine. I flipped to a random page and was treated to this wisdom. And now I am sharing it with you 🤗

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The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1944–1947

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We’re still inseparable. Even after all these years.

I played Undertale again and I caught brainrot :{

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Spheres, 1968.