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“…But for you, my love, I am more delicate…”
— Clarice Lispector, from Complete Stories; “Brasília”
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endless kinnporsche caps ➝ (1/?)
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“I think of love as being at the edges of consciousness, a kind of unsourced resonance that, once there, ends up being gathered, as a rain storm, in mind as dream, as pleasure, as delightful. But like a dream, it can be fuzzy and easily forgotten once one awakens from sleep. One has to have a sense for it, has to be open to it still lingering after the moment of being awakened. You have to trace what happened in the dream by the mood it leaves with you, by the mood that remains, and mood becomes the occasion for movement and withdrawal into the thought of the dream.”
— from Ashon Crawley in conversation with Elleza Kelley
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German parrying dagger, circa 1600
from Morphy Auctions
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Manuscript of the first page of Nietzsche’s Ecce Homo, 1888.
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Photos by Darya Suvorova
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Because our knowledge is ignorance, or because it is neither knowledge of anything there nor the understanding of any truth, or because even if there is some entrance to that [truth], the door may not come open except by means of ignorance — which is simultaneously path, gatekeeper, and gate.
Giordano Bruno, from The Cabala of Pegasus
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Fleur du Mal | Strapless bustier top
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JACOBUS MELCHIOR VAN HERCK (detail)
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Neeltje de Vries
Oceans
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Nude, 2002 - by Ilan Rubin, Israeli/American
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undinesea · 5 days
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Jules Laforgue, from Modern Poets of France: An Anthology; "Lament of the Pianos Heard in Rich Neighborhoods,"
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undinesea · 7 days
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“…unharmed by the fading of our senses, immune to all change, immune in the most unthinkably far regions of ourselves, of our hearts, of our souls, perception lived on, imperceptible, unevocable, unexplorable, unrecognizable to itself, and it sought the counter-perception in the other soul, in the other heart, in the invisible depths of the other,”
— Hermann Broch, The Death of Virgil, trans. Jean Starr Untermeyer.
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Transparent “Pieta”, Michaelangelo
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La Pietà. detail Michelangelo Buonarroti (1497-1499)
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