i tried to explain private prisons and occupancy quotas to a coworker once and they literally could not believe it could be real, that somehow the legal system/etc. wouldn’t allow it. needless to say, i sounded like some sort of conspiracy theorist :<
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My typical Friday night.
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We were friends, and have become strangers to each other. But perhaps this is as it ought to be - and we do not want either to conceal or obscure the fact as if we had to be ashamed. We are two ships each of which has its own goal and course. Our paths may cross and we may celebrate a feast…
“A demon’s face, like all faces, is a product of its age. And never has the face been more of a battleground than in the racialized expression of state violence in a liberal-democratic empire.” - Maryam Monalisa Gharavi
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I don’t care about someone being intelligent; any situation between people, when they are really human with each other, produces ‘intelligence’
–
Susan Sontag, Journals & Notebooks
The same is true of beauty, I am learning.
(via languagefetishist)
He found himself threaded
through the mouth
by his only narrative,
the body that held it
propelling him forward
through the dark
through the mouth
by his only narrative,
the body that held it
propelling him forward
through the dark
– Wayne Miller, “The Affair.” (via literarymiscellany)
i just realized my hair is now long enough for me to potentially tuck into a turtleneck
so
probably on the lookout for one of those now
(is this a real thing that people do?)
as a rule of thumb, I tuck in everything that can be tucked. this seems self-evident to me.
for example, no matter what kind of pants I’m wearing I always tuck the cuffs into my socks.
why would anyone with good fashion sense leave clothing “loose”? I shutter at the thought.
[Others] owe us what we imagine they will give us. We must
forgive them this debt.
To accept the fact that they are other than the creatures of our
imagination is to imitate the renunciation of God.
I also am other than what I imagine myself to be. To know this
is forgiveness.
– gravity and grace, simone weil (via feng-chen)
(Source: feng-chen-blog)