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#Figuring
luxe-pauvre · 8 months
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When we encounter a person of exceptional intellectual and creative vitality, their magnetism can disorient the compass needle of admiration and attraction — it becomes difficult, sometimes impossible, to tease apart the desire to be with from the desire to be like.
Maria Popova, Figuring
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Reason to Live #8817
 Figuring out your plans for the future!  – Guest Submission
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ezekiellsplayground · 4 months
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Yes, this sculpt had been sitting on my dining table the entire 2023 unfinished. But no more! It literally only needed some beak/claw/toe touchups & the feather spots/edging. Still a few things to do after a quick seal, but she’s gonna be done!
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sapphireshorelines · 2 years
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August 1st Today is the first day of August. Sniff. July is over. I got up this morning at 6:30. I don’t know why. The dew was very thick and beautiful. All white. Now, however, the sun is out. The sky is blue. And it is going to be a beautiful day. [...]
August 1st Yesterday was not the first day of August. Today is. A free day. Bill and I tried to collaborate this morning but it didn’t work out. [...]
Aug. 3rd Actually I am not sure if today is the 3rd or not. It might be the 4th or the 5th. It really doesn’t matter. [...]
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1. The poem present only in a letter Dickinson had sent to Higginson in August 1877, that Popova imagines to have been possibly written having witnessed the eclipse on September 29, 1875:
It sounded as if the streets were running— /And then—the streets stood still—/ Eclipse was all we could see at the Window/ And Awe—was all we could feel. / By and by—the boldest stole out of his Covert/ To see if Time was there/ Nature was in her Opal Apron—/ Mixing fresher Air.
2. Asaph Hall was about to give up his frustrating search for a Martian moon one August night in 1877, but his wife Angelina urged him on. He discovered Deimos (pic 1 below) the next night, and Phobos (pic 2 below) six nights after that. (x)
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Joe Brainard, Dairy 1969 | Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway, 1925 | Mary Oliver, August, 1993 | Vincent van Gogh, Sorrowing Old Man (At Eternity's Gate), 1890 | Maria Popova, Figuring, 2019 | Ocean Vuong, Night Sky With Exit Wounds, 2016 | Taylor Swift, August, 2020
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thepetrichorist · 8 months
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So much of the beauty, so much of what propels our pursuit of truth, stems from the invisible connections—between ideas, between disciplines, between the denizens of a particular time and a particular place, between the interior world of each pioneer and the mark they leave on the cave walls of culture, between faint figures who pass each other in the nocturne before the torchlight of a revolution lights the new day, with little more than a half-nod of kinship and a match to change hands.
– Maria Popova, Figuring
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Nobody knows what goes on between two hearts including, more often than not, the people in whose chests they beat.
Figuring by Maria Popova
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yk how everything is about sevens? and Panic! At The Disco has seven albums? and like. one for sorrow two for joy three for a girl four for a boy five for silver six for gold seven for a secret never to be told? and how TWTLTRTD is kind of like a turning point in PATD albums (somewhat my opinion there, but you can't deny V&V was a lot more pop punk than TWTL's pop)?
i honestly think there's like a parallel album between the first and last three?? like, VLV and P.O. are both, (while very different), classic rock inspired albums coming right before a split that seem uncharacteristic for the band to release, DOAB and AFYCSO were both like, breakouts? except for AFYCSO is like, band breakout and Doab is solo artist breakout. also AFYCSO has lyrics about "one bad woman" (direct quote from the he band btw), and DOAB is about one bad man (Brendon, or "the bachelor") and V&V and PFTW are both made of songs primarily written by other people, and drew in more fans (this one is the most of a stretch)
and then like, TWTLTRTD is the middle ground? idk where it goes yet. but you see my vision!! and to tie this into ryden. Seven albums. Seven for a secret never to be told. ryden was obviously real, and he wrote two albums about it because he had a grand plan. or something
seven is also a biblical number btw. seven sins, seven virtues, seven days of creation and rest etc. seven is also a pretty common number of albums for an artist/s to sign on for contractually (idk if u saw the tiktok of that person in their car talkin about it).
also yeah v&v did have more of a pop punk feel but idk
the albums very much do parallel each other but I'm almost tempted to say they're also continuations??? not musically but possibly thematically and lyrically?
VLV is a bastardisation. or maybe false replica.
DOAB & fever were chart toppers and sellers. beloved. magic moments if you will were things went right. they both have the similarity in topics of discussion. DOAB being about the mourning of the single status into a relationship while fever sort of celebrates and criticizes said relationship (or its aspects) in a macabre pantomime.
v&v was written in large by dallon, pete and brendon roughly in that order. pftw, was written mostly by ghost writers if im not mistaken then brendon. so i get u on that.
and yea TWTLTRTD is the middle ground cause thats the last album i remember me or the bando, enjoying the majority of.
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clayloam · 2 years
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from figuring by maria popova
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adtothebone · 2 years
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According to Wikipedia, “Ironwood is a common name for many woods or plants that have a reputation for hardness, or specifically a wood density that is heavier than water.” This of course led me to reading about buoyancy regulation in turtles.
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libralight · 2 years
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Thanks to the money I received I can finally pursue an education. I never got a chance to go to college or uni, it just wasn't financially possible. So, I've been working ever since. Now I have this opportunity and I'm pursuing all these education dreams to see what I want to do. So, now I'm enrolled in various courses and I've begun them. I'm quickly learning that these professions/careers that I dreamed about are not actually what I thought they were. Nor are they what I genuinely want. It's just weird to have this idea in your head and then have reality not meet up to it, ykno?
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luxe-pauvre · 8 months
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Ambition is disfigured into arrogance when it becomes unmoored from self-awareness, from a realistic assessment of one’s competences. [...] Some portion of genius surely lies in the ability to tell apart what is presumed to be impossible by consensus or convention and what is physically impossible because the forces that made us made it so.
Maria Popova, Figuring
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Reason to Live #9076
 Figuring out what goals you want to shoot for.  – Guest Submission
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heedra · 6 months
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unsung benefit i think a lot of ppl are sleeping on with using the public library is that i think its a great replacement for the dopamine hit some ppl get from online shopping. it kind of fills that niche of reserving something that you then get to anticipate the arrival of and enjoy when it arrives, but without like, the waste and the money.
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the-punforgiven · 7 months
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Show up at work like hi boss sorry I'm late my I was helping my mother track down one specific 90s dungeon crawler for the purposes of obtaining a muffin recipe the developer hid in the files
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thepetrichorist · 8 months
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Lives are lived in parallel and perpendicular, fathomed nonlinearly, figured not in the straight graphs of “biography” but in many-sided, many-splendored diagrams. Lives interweave with other lives, and out of the tapestry arise hints at answers to questions that raze to the bone of life: What are the building blocks of character, of contentment, of lasting achievement? How does a person come into self-possession and sovereignty of mind against the tide of convention and unreasoning collectivism? Does genius suffice for happiness, does distinction, does love? Is success a guarantee of fulfillment, or merely a promise as precarious as a marital vow? How, in this blink of existence bookended by nothingness, do we attain completeness of being?
– Maria Popova, Figuring
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mpekamitzii · 8 months
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