Most experiences are unsayable; they become real to us in a space no word has entered.

Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet (tr. Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)

gmca it's fun to stay at the gmca they have everything for a man to enjoy i don't know all the words to this song its's fun to stay at the gmca

And everything that once was infinitely far and unsayable is now unsayable and right here in the room.

Franz Wright, God’s Silence [excerpt]

FAMINE: That's one deep, dark nothing you've got there, Dean.

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dean and his father. dean and his family. dean and how bad it is.

(via @closetoyou1970)

the travelling man (alternatively, on being the one who leaves)

franz kafka “the diaries of franz kafka” // henry miller “a literate passion: letters of anaïs nin and henry miller” // loverboy “turn me loose” // @heavensghost // alejandra pizarnik “extracting the stone of madness” trans. yvette siegert // andrés cerpa “the vault” // mikko harvey “for m” // led zeppelin “baby i’m gonna leave you” // margarita karapanou “rien ne va plus” // clarice lispector “the departure of the train” trans. katarina dodson // bell hooks “the will to change”

okay but can we do a 10 things I hate about you trc au wheee Ronan wants desperately to date Adam but Adam and Gansey have a no dating unless the other does deal going on as a result of some other hijinks so ronan needs to find a strange person to date gansey who is fundamentally deeply strange too and uninterested in most people romantically - Ronan arrives on school resident weirdo Blue Sargent

can’t stop thinking about the sibs saying i love you on repeat because they cant say what they actually mean and how the only one who didn’t say i love you was roman because he would’ve actually meant it

"That’s what it was, voiceless. A voiceless shame. You couldn’t even say it out loud"

Tony Hoagland, from Application for Release from the Dream; “The Complex Sentence”

ghost files ghostwindbreaker!

alex dmitrov

The hyper-atomisation of our age has nurtured a view of people as poisonous, of ideas as dangerous, and of speech as a virus. Lockdown was the political victory of this modern species of anti-humanism, and a despairing defeat for the belief held by many of us that strong individualism and a strong sense of social solidarity are always preferable, especially in times of crisis, to fear and social retreat. Lockdown

Brendan O'Neill, A Heretic's Manifesto: Essays on the Unsayable

there's something so... indescribable about being in my final semester of college, desperately wanting it to be over, but also being terrified of the end. Graduation. Reality of true adulthood. Moving out. (Possibly not moving out for a while, and having to live with the fact that my parents and I will never see fully eye-to-eye again.) Taxes. Job searching. Finding out if I can actually do this as a career or if I'll burn out within a year. Coming out to more people. Coming out to myself more than once, I imagine, and not just in terms of gender and sexuality. Unraveling and inspecting who I am in the real mire of adult human existence as a queer adult in the US. Living through a new era of potential and already-here fascism, Christian supremacy, and media polarization.