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youngs-oul · 2 months
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The Face of Another (1996) Dir. Hiroshi Teshigahara
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Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay”, Glass, Irony, and God
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youngs-oul · 6 months
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A Conversation with Richard Siken by Thomas Hobohm
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youngs-oul · 6 months
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Mahmoud Darwish, from The Butterfly's Burden; "Cadence Chooses Me" (tr. from the Arabic by Fady Joudah)
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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— Mary Oliver, The Pond
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Ismail Dannan iyo Ayanna - Kaalay
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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i said 'explain physics to me like youre in love with me' and after a while of quiet he went 'everything sings'. so i get it now
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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elsa schiaparelli in addressing the century: 100 years of art + fashion - hayward gallery (1998)
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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thinking about when margaret atwood said ‘my audience is God, because who the hell else could understand me’ there’s just... no one else. i could spend hours, days explaining myself to someone and even at my most eloquent, i just know it would still be misunderstood or misinterpreted or judged. there’s just no one else. and it brings me so much comfort sometimes in knowing there’s no one else but Him because there’s so many moments in the day where people don’t see how hard you’re trying, where maybe even you yourself don’t acknowledge how much you’re going through and how much you have been through.. but He has. every breakdown, every cry, every time you’ve put yourself back together, every win. He has and that will always always be enough for me. always.
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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Too many blessings but such little gratitude. Sometimes I sit and acknowledge how beautiful this life is, Allāh ﷻ has given us more than that we deserve and yet we fall into being ungrateful and seeking more worldly gains, once you acknowledge even the tiniest of blessings the heart becomes more in awe of Allāh ﷻ. Be grateful and He will provide you more!
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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What kind of writer am I? With all this love and no words for it?
— Anne Sexton, Anne Sexton: A Self-Portrait in Letters
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Poppy Jones Body & Soul Overduin & Co., Los Angeles December 10, 2022 – February 11, 2023
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youngs-oul · 9 months
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To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget.
— Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living
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youngs-oul · 11 months
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It feels special if you don’t tell anyone about it
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