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feral-ballad · 5 days
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from Anthology of Armenian Poetry, ed. & tr. by Diana Der Hovanessian and Marzbed Margossian; "David of Sassoun"
[Text ID: "I do not feel part of the world."]
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philosophybits · 5 months
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I feel myself to be an alien in the world. If you have no ties to either mankind or to God, then you are an alien.
Ludwig Wittgenstein, Nachlass, MS 135 (28 July 1947)
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macrolit · 1 year
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Room scenes by Edward Hopper (1882-1967)
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xieyaohuan · 4 months
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I lost quite a bit of weight recently, and it's such a deeply alienating experience because you can see in real time how people around you start treating you differently. It's not the first time this has happened to me -- I go up and down quite a bit, mainly due to the meds I take -- but the more often I go through this, the more difficult it becomes to maintain basic respect for my fellow human beings. I can see in real time how I move from "sub-human" to "human being" in their eyes, and I'm like: ah, man, I just wish this change wasn't so damn obvious. Like, I feel I could still be part of polite human society if people were just a tiny bit better at hiding their fatphobia. Instead, I have this weird situation that just as people start to view me as a human being again, I have to put in more and more effort so I don't show how difficult that makes it for me to respect them and treat them like nothing's changed. (To be fair, none of my good friends are fatphobic, but at this point, I also strictly pick my friends based on how they treat me when I weigh more.) Anyway. I don't even want to hold this against anyone because what even is the point, but it's hard not to when it's such an integral part of how people treat you.
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moonstoast · 2 years
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—alienation under capitalism
the fate of man in the modern world by nikolai berdyaev // alienation: the city at night by felix wilkinson // terence mckenna // social isolation by max cavallari // the art of loving by erich fromm // george tooker // the foundations of historical materialism by herbert marcuse
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kafkasapartment · 17 days
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Gentiluomo in villeggiatura, 1964. Giorgio de Chirico, 1888 - 1978. Oil on canvas.
A solitary figure seems adrift in a world that is both familiar and strange.
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motheyesofnight · 10 months
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(from 'a wilderness')
in the middle of the world's darkest and most solitary wilderness,
I am just standing still alone.
I cannot sink down.
I have to keep looking
for the light, which is invisible.
as the frigid wind blows,
I tore all the clothes
I was wearing to shreds.
I couldn't get over it without shivering
and feeling the cold more
and more severely.
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thirdity · 9 months
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Everyone talks about alienation. But the worst alienation is not to be dispossessed by the other but to be dispossessed of the other, that is to say to have to produce the other in his absence, and thus to be continuously referred back to oneself and to one's image.
Jean Baudrillard, "Plastic Surgery for the Other"
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whereserpentswalk · 6 months
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Imagine you're a human, living long after humans have gone out into space, but you grew up so far from human space that you've never seen another human. You were adopted from a trading colony on the edge of a human empire and taken further out far past where any human civilization has really explored, you lived your entire life of a city planet, and despite seeing so many different races none of them have ever been your own.
You've only ever known aliens, robots, and other distinctly inhuman creatures. Maybe the closest you've seen is something created by humans, but those creatures have even less reason to like humans then aliens do. Though most people are nice to you, they just see you as something so exotic, if anything people think it's cool that you're such an out there race, most people think of humans as mysterious and ancient, even though you've never felt like any of those things.
You don't know how to deal with any normal human things. There are libraries where you can research your lifecycle, or how someone from your species would clean themself or what kinds of clothing would go over your body. But none of those things tell you how you'll feel, how it'll actually be to go through the natural lifecycle of your species.
You will always feel like a stranger in your own home. Even those closest to you have a degree of separation. Your adoptive parents are sentient machines, built by a long dead race. Your partner is shaped somewhat like you, but has an insectoid exoskeleton, and massive glowing eyes. Your best friend is something sharp toothed and serpentine, closer to the monsters of myth then a fellow human. These people love and care about you, and you about them, but there will never be a common connection that you would have with a human stranger, even if these are people who are close to you, people who care about.
At one point in your life, you start leaning about human culture. You read through as much as you can get your hand on of ancient human literature, translations of Tolkien, Homer, Milton, Shelly, all these things you imagine being part of humanity's canon.
You try your best to embrace your human culture. But ultimately, it's just a foreign imitation of something you'll never feel a part of. You feel part of the planet you've lived your entire life on more than anything else. You don't even know what human culture you'd embrace if you did embrace one. Though everything you do pick up, from some ancient human languages, to the ways of dressing you find most comfortable, to a few religious practices from various cultures, you hold on to as your own.
Among some there's scorn that you're too human. That you act too human, or have too many of their cultural quirks, people would be more comfortable if you acted like a member of a more common race even if you're stuck in a human body.
Among others you seem not human enough. They want you to be that legendary empire building race, and then you're just some guy. You seem like a disappointment. You're embarrassed that you don't know as much about humanity that people want you to.
Eventually you meet a crew of humans from a trading ship. They offer to take you back to human space. But you don't see your fellow countrymen, but a crew of aliens, with alien nature and customs. They want to talk to you, to educate you, but you have so little in common, less than you would with any alien raised on the same planet as you.
There will always be a loneliness, an alienation. And if you aren't given a self, you'll have to forge your own.
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vaporplanet · 2 months
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C o l l a g e c r e a t e d b y m y s e l f a n d w h i c h I t i t l e d . . . " 𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 "
C o l l a g e c r e a t o d a l s o t t o s c r i t t o e c h e h o i n t i t o l a t o . . . " 𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘 "
#weirdcore #weirdcoreaesthetic #weird #weirdart #dreamcore #dreamcoreaesthetic #wallpaper #digitalcollage #darkart #oddcore #traumacore #creepy #creepyart #liminalspace #nostalgia #derealization #alienation
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feral-ballad · 6 months
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Linda Pastan, from Waiting for My Life: Poems; "Excursion"
[Text ID: I am a tourist / in my own life, / gazing at the exotic shapes / of flowers / as if someone else / had planted them;"]
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eco-situationism · 2 years
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heavensickness · 11 months
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Jenny Holzer, Inflammatory Essays (1979–82)
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philosophybits · 25 days
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To define force — it is that x that turns anybody who is subjected to it into a thing. Exercised to the limit, it turns man into a thing in the most literal sense: it makes a corpse out of him.
Simone Weil, "The Iliad or The Poem of Force"
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prole-log · 2 months
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heterorealism · 6 months
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The Double Bind: Married Women, Motherhood, and the Heteronormative Trap
Hello, fierce readers! 🌟
Today, let's dive deep into a societal quagmire that's been simmering for decades, if not centuries: the disproportionate burden shouldered by married women with children in traditional heteronormative setups. It's a tale as old as time, but with a modern twist that makes it all the more jarring.
1. The Myth of "Having It All": In today's world, women are told they can "have it all" - a fulfilling career, a loving family, and a vibrant social life. But the reality for many married women, especially those with children, is far from this rosy picture. Why? Because the age-old expectations of women as primary caregivers and homemakers haven't evolved at the same pace as societal changes.
2. The Modern Woman's Double Shift: Many women today work full-time jobs, contributing equally to the household's financial well-being. But once they clock out from their professional roles, a second shift awaits them at home. From cooking to cleaning, from helping with homework to bedtime routines, the bulk of domestic responsibilities still disproportionately falls on women's shoulders.
3. Husbands and Housework: While there are certainly exceptions, many husbands, ingrained with traditional gender roles, don't pull their weight around the house. This isn't just about physical tasks but also the mental load - remembering doctor's appointments, planning meals, organizing playdates, and the countless other invisible tasks that keep a household running smoothly.
4. The Social Sacrifice: With the weight of professional and domestic responsibilities, something's got to give. And all too often, it's the woman's social life that takes the hit. Friends, hobbies, and personal passions get sidelined because there simply aren't enough hours in the day. The unfair part? While women sacrifice their social lives, many husbands continue theirs unabated, often under the guise of "needing a break."
5. The Emotional Toll: This imbalance doesn't just rob women of their time; it takes an emotional toll. The constant juggling act can lead to burnout, resentment, and a feeling of being trapped in a never-ending cycle. It's a suffocating bind - wanting to be the best mother, wife, and professional, but constantly feeling like you're falling short in every role.
6. Challenging the Status Quo: It's high time we challenge these outdated heteronormative arrangements. True partnership means sharing responsibilities, understanding each other's pressures, and ensuring that both partners have the space to nurture their individual identities.
In Conclusion: The traditional heteronormative setup, where women bear the brunt of domestic responsibilities even as they navigate professional landscapes, is not just unfair; it's untenable. It's a system that sets women up for exhaustion and robs them of the joy and fulfillment they deserve. As society evolves, our domestic arrangements must too. It's time for a paradigm shift, where roles are defined not by gender but by equity, understanding, and mutual respect.
Stay empowered, challenge norms, and let's build a world where everyone gets to truly "have it all." 💪🌟🌍
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