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    “We read the letters of the dead like helpless gods,
    but gods, nonetheless, since we know the dates that follow.
    We know which debts will never be repaid.
    Which widows will remarry with the corpse still warm.
    Poor dead, blindfolded dead,
    gullible, fallible, pathetically prudent.
    We see the faces people make behind their backs.
    We catch the sound of wills being ripped to shreds.
    The dead sit before us comically, as if on buttered bread,
    or frantically pursue the hats blown from their heads.
    Their bad taste, Napoleon, steam, electricity,
    their fatal remedies for curable diseases,
    their foolish apocalypse according to St. John,
    their counterfeit heaven on earth according to Jean-Jacques…
    We watch the pawns on their chessboards in silence,
    even though we see them three squares later.
    Everything the dead predicted has turned out completely different.
    Or a little bit different – which is to say, completely different.
    The most fervent of them gaze confidingly into our eyes:
    their calculations tell them that they’ll find perfection there.”
    — Wislawa Szymborska, The Letters of the Dead
    (Translation by Stanislaw Baranczak & Clare Cavanagh)

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    “He accorded his art the highest respect, that of never taking it for granted. Always, as long as he lived, he tried to learn more, in order to serve it better.”
    Elizabeth Borton De Trevino,
    I, Juan de Pareja

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    Full Moon
    BY ELINOR WYLIE


    My bands of silk and miniver
    Momently grew heavier;
    The black gauze was beggarly thin;
    The ermine muffled mouth and chin;
    I could not suck the moonlight in.


    Harlequin in lozenges
    Of love and hate, I walked in these
    Striped and ragged rigmaroles;
    Along the pavement my footsoles
    Trod warily on living coals.


    Shouldering the thoughts I loathed,
    In their corrupt disguises clothed,
    Morality I could not tear
    From my ribs, to leave them bare
    Ivory in silver air.


    There I walked, and there I raged;
    The spiritual savage caged
    Within my skeleton, raged afresh
    To feel, behind a carnal mesh,
    The clean bones crying in the flesh.

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    Dream Song #327 by John Berryman

    Freud was some wrong about dreams, or almost all;
    besides his insights grand, he thought that dreams were a transcript
    of childhood & the day before,
    censored of course: a transcript:
    even his lesser insight were misunderstood & became a bore
    except for the knowing & troubled by the Fall.
    Grand Jewish ruler, custodian of the past,
    our paedegogue to whip us into truth,
    I sees your long story,
    tyrannical & triumphant all-wise at last
    you wholly failed to take into account youth
    & had no interest in your glory.
    I tell you, Sir, you have enlightened but
    you have misled us: a dream is a panorama
    of the whole mental life,
    I took one once to forty-three structures, that
    accounted in each for each word: I did not yell ‘mama’
    nor did I take it out on my wife.

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    "The more clearly you become conscious of the frailty, vanity, and dream-like quality of all things, the more clearly will you also become conscious of the eternity of your own inner being." - Arthur Schopenhauer

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    "Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels'
    hierarchies? and even if one of them suddenly
    pressed me against his heart, I would perish
    in the embrace of his stronger existence.
    For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror
    which we are barely able to endure and are awed
    because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
    Every angel is terrifying."

    Rainer Maria Rilke: Duino Elegies - The First Elegy


    Sascha Schneider: Hypnose, 1904


    Sascha Schneider: The Astral Man, 1903

    I want to know
    if you know
    how to melt into that fierce heat of living
    falling toward
    the center of your longing


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    Tatyana's letter to Onegin from Pushkin's Eugene Onegin


    I write this to you - what more can be said?
    What more can I add to that one fact?
    For now I know it is in your power
    To punish me contemptuously for this act.
    But you, keeping for my unhappy lot
    Even one drop of sympathy
    Will not entirely abandon me.
    At first I wished to remain silent;
    Believe me, my shame, my agony,
    You never ever would have heard.
    As long as hope remained preserved


    That rarely, even once a week,
    I'd see you in our country house,
    To hear your voice, to hear you speak,
    To say a few words, and then, and then
    To think, and think, and think again
    All day, all night, until the next meeting.

    But it is said you are unsociable,
    And in this backwater all is tedious to you,
    While we… well here we shine at nothing,
    Although we're glad to welcome you.


    Why did you come to visit us?
    In this forgotten rural home
    Your face I never would have known
    Nor known this bitter suffering.
    The fever of inexperience
    In time (who can tell?) would have died down,
    And I'd have found another lover,
    Dear to my heart, to whom I'd be true,
    And a loving wife, and virtuous mother.

    Another!… No, no one on this earth
    Is there to whom I'd give my heart!
    That is ordained by highest fate…
    That is heaven's will - that I am yours;
    My life till now was but a pledge,
    Of meeting with you, a forward image;
    You were sent by heaven of that I'm sure,
    To the grave itself you are my saviour…
    In dreams you have appeared to me,
    Though yet unseen, I held you dear,
    Your glance and strangeness tortured me,
    To my soul your voice was loud and clear
    From long ago… It was not a dream!
    You came, and I knew that very instant,
    I was struck dumb, my heart flared up,
    And in my thoughts said "He is the one!"
    Is it not true? I heard you often:
    In the silence did you not speak to me,
    Both when I helped the poor, and when
    With prayer I sought to ease and soften
    The pain inside my anguished head?
    And at this very moment, is it not you,
    Oh sweetest, lovely vision who
    In the night's transparency flits by
    And quietly nestles by the bed's head?
    And you, who with love and rapturously
    Whispered a word of hope to me?

    Who are you, my guardian angel?
    Or a wily devil, a tempter fatal?
    Disperse these doubts, this agony.
    Perhaps all this is nothingness,
    A foolish mind's self-aberration,
    And something other is fate's decree…
    So be it! Whatever my destiny,
    To you I give it from this day,
    Before you the tears roll down my cheek,
    And your protection I beseech…
    For consider: here I am alone,
    No one understands what I say,
    My reason tortures me every day,
    And silently I am doomed to perish.
    You I await: With a single glance
    Revive the hope that's in my heart,
    Cut short this heavy dream I cherish,
    Deserving, I know, reproach and scorn.


    I finish - I tremble to read it through,
    With shame and terror my heart sinks low,
    But your honour is my guarantee
    And to that I entrust my destiny.
    "хотите —
    буду безукоризненно нежный,
    не мужчина, а — облако в штанах!"

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    ^ In this article (https://www.the16types.info/vbulleti...Stratiyevskaya), Stratiyevskaya compared Onegin and Tatyana to Activity partners ILI and ESI. However, I think EIE fits Onegin better.

    Which is not to say that Mirage with the correct Erotic Attitudes can't go just as wrong as Activity. It can. It has.

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    This was written immediately after the first world war. I think it sums up the aftermath perfectly.


    Through the obscure depths of history we could make out the phantoms of great ships laden with riches and intellect; we could not count them. But the disasters that had sent them down were, after all, none of our affair.

    Elam, Ninevah, Babylon were but beautiful vague names, and the total ruin of those worlds had as little significance for us as their very existence. But France, England, Russia...these too would be beautiful names. And we see now that the abyss of history is deep enough to hold us all.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Samuel Johnson
    No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into a jail; for being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being drowned... a man in a jail has more room, better food, and commonly better company.
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    "He listened gravely to the discussion of possible danger, but in truth, he paid little heed. Silvanoshei was young, and the young know they will live forever."

    I want to know
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    falling toward
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    “I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
    in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”

    Pablo Neruda
    Emotions change colour by the way (how) they are placed.

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    Antonius Block: I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is void. The void is a mirror. I see my face and feel loathing and horror. My indifference to mankind has shut me out. I live now in a world of ghosts, a prisoner in my dreams.

    Death: And yet you do not want to die?

    Antonius Block: Yes, I do.

    Death: What are you waiting for?

    Antonius Block: I want knowledge.

    Death: You want a guarantee.

    Antonius Block: Call it what you like. Is it so terribly inconceivable to comprehend God with one's senses? Why does He hide in the midst of half-promises and unseen miracles? How are we to believe the faithful when we don't believe ourselves? What will happen to those of us who want to believe, but can not? What about those who neither want to nor can believe? Why can't I kill God within me? Why does He live on in me in a humiliating way - despite my wanting to evict Him from my heart? Why is He, in spite of it all, a mocking reality I can't get rid of? Do you hear me?

    Death: I hear you.

    Antonius Block: I want knowledge! Not faith, not assumptions, but knowledge. I want God to stretch out His hand, uncover His face and speak to me.

    Death: But he remains silent.

    Antonius Block: I call out to Him in the darkness. But it's as if no one was there.

    Death: Perhaps there isn't anyone.

    Antonius Block: Then life is a preposterous horror. No man can live faced with Death, knowing everything's nothingness.

    Death: Most people think neither of death nor nothingness.

    Antonius Block: But one day we will all stand at the edge of life and face darkness.

    Death: Yes, that day.

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    TO A SPHINX

    You are like the mollusc in chilly ponds
    where sunbeams never get.
    She never creeps out from her shell,
    her prison she cannot forget,
    she can only hide
    her deepest essence
    and dream of exploits great
    among the waterweed,
    but never wholly
    and undividedly
    empty herself into word or deed.

    With irony your speech full spills.
    You try to cover
    with pretended cold
    life's warmth that inside dwells.
    But your voice trembles,
    is strangely weak,
    A blush hovers
    behind each pale cheek.
    A sea of fire burns
    in a secret place
    that no one knows,
    no one can trace.

    You are too frail and too weak and tame
    for all the discords that sever:
    to wear armour you must endeavour
    in life's hard-handed game.
    You are like the mollusc in chilly ponds
    that never creeps out of her shell,
    so unattainable,
    so incomprehensible,
    that no one will near you, ever.

    - Karin Boye (1932)

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    THE MASTER

    No more harsh words
    about broken violins!
    I once heard the Master play
    on just two strings.
    He stood among the trees
    and played on His darling instrument,
    anthem after anthem, poem after poem,
    crystallized pain,
    and I realized:
    That violin was me!
    Others would not have considered me worthy
    but in His hands I was enough!

    - Bo Setterlind

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    The Law for the Wolves

    "NOW this is the law of the jungle, as old and as true as the sky,
    And the wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the wolf that shall break it must die.

    As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the law runneth forward and back;
    For the strength of the pack is the wolf, and the strength of the wolf is the pack.

    Wash daily from nose tip to tail tip; drink deeply, but never too deep;
    And remember the night is for hunting and forget not the day is for sleep.

    The jackal may follow the tiger, but, cub, when thy whiskers are grown,
    Remember the wolf is a hunter—go forth and get food of thy own.

    Keep peace with the lords of the jungle, the tiger, the panther, the bear;
    And trouble not Hathi the Silent, and mock not the boar in his lair.

    When pack meets with pack in the jungle, and neither will go from the trail,
    Lie down till the leaders have spoken; it may be fair words shall prevail.

    When ye fight with a wolf of the pack ye must fight him alone and afar,
    Lest others take part in the quarrel and the pack is diminished by war.

    —Rudyard Kipling

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    The yes-man in the mirror now says no,
    No longer will I answer you with lies.
    The light descends like snow, so when the snow-
    man melts, you will know him by his eyes.

    The yes-man in the mirror now says no.
    Says no. No double negative of pity
    Will save you now from what I know you know:
    These are your eyes, the cinders of your city.

    William Jay Smith, A Note on the Vanity Dresser

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    From Hamlet:

    PLAYER QUEEN
    The instances that second marriage move
    Are base respects of thrift, but none of love.
    A second time I kill my husband dead
    When second husband kisses me in bed.
    PLAYER KING
    I do believe you think what now you speak,
    But what we do determine oft we break.
    Purpose is but the slave to memory,
    Of violent birth, but poor validity,
    Which now, like fruit unripe, sticks on the tree,
    But fall, unshaken, when they mellow be.
    Most necessary ’tis that we forget
    To pay ourselves what to ourselves is debt.
    What to ourselves in passion we propose,
    The passion ending, doth the purpose lose.
    The violence of either grief or joy
    Their own enactures with themselves destroy.
    Where joy most revels, grief doth most lament.
    Grief joys, joy grieves on slender accident.
    This world is not for aye, nor ’tis not strange
    That even our loves should with our fortunes change.
    For ’tis a question left us yet to prove,
    Whether love lead fortune, or else fortune love.
    The great man down, you mark his favorite flies.
    The poor advanced makes friends of enemies.
    And hitherto doth love on fortune tend,
    For who not needs shall never lack a friend,
    And who in want a hollow friend doth try,
    Directly seasons him his enemy.
    But, orderly to end where I begun,
    Our wills and fates do so contrary run
    That our devices still are overthrown.
    Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.
    So think thou wilt no second husband wed,
    But die thy thoughts when thy first lord is dead.

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    Hell is empty and all the devils are here. -The Tempest, William Shakespeare

    The irrationality of a thing is no argument against its existence, rather a condition of it. -Friedrich Nietzsche

    Only the mob and the elite can be attracted by the momentum of totalitarianism itself. The masses have to be won by propaganda. -Hannah Arendt


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    Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path Psalm 119:105

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    “If you wouldn't go to someone for advice, don't take their criticism either.”

    -compassionatereminders via tumblr

    read it a while back, but it has stuck with me
    ♓︎ 𝓅𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓈 ♓︎ 𝓅𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓈
    ♍︎ 𝓋𝒾𝓇𝑔𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 ♍︎

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    “A sparrow, mating with its echo, bred a fledgling music. I was no one’s bride.


    Who knows why summer broke my heart that year?”


    — Melissa Green
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    ♍︎ 𝓋𝒾𝓇𝑔𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 ♍︎

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    Deep in the heart of summer,
    sweet is life to me still,
    But my heart is a lonely hunter
    that hunts on a lonely hill.

    - William Sharp

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    Magic will not free itself from occultism until we have strangled the last astrologer with the guts of the last spiritual master.

    Pete Carroll
    "The society that separates it's scholars from it's warriors will have it's thinking done by cowards and it's fighting by fools." ―Thucydides

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    In spite of all the refinements of civilization that conspired to make art--the dizzying perfection of the string quartet or the sprawling grandeur of Fragonard's canvases--beauty was savage. It was as dangerous and lawless as the earth had been eons before man had one single coherent thought in his head or wrote codes of conduct on tablets of clay. Beauty was a Savage Garden.

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    Quote Originally Posted by aster View Post
    “A sparrow, mating with its echo, bred a fledgling music. I was no one’s bride.


    Who knows why summer broke my heart that year?”


    — Melissa Green
    I've yet to know what kind of writing is this, but I like this kind of sentimentality in writing, like when the writer describes the situation they are in, then gives a seemingly unrelated thought that actually speaks a lot about why they are now in this current situation. It's almost like a cry for closure or expression of regret after reliving the past and see it progress in your head until the current moment, and realizing that there's no more going back. Well, that's how I experience it in my head when I say things like that anyway. Maybe the swing from past to present is Ni? I wonder if the writer (or should I say, the character) experienced the same thing too.

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    “I hate that nothing can be done about the suffering of children, and that most of the world blocks out their suffering to cope with their own inability to help. The few who carry the burden, like social workers and teachers, become weary, burning out after only a few short years, forced to carry the weight that should be shared by a society. Children are vastly overlooked. Their importance underestimated by their size.” ― Tarryn Fisher, Marrow

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    Future ages will produce further great advances in this realm of culture, probably inconceivable now, and will increase man’s likeness to a god still more. But with the aim of our study in mind, we will not forget, all the same, that the human being of today is not happy with all his likeness to a god.

    Sigmund Freud, Civilization and Its Discontents
    "The society that separates it's scholars from it's warriors will have it's thinking done by cowards and it's fighting by fools." ―Thucydides

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    “Fighting evil by moonlight,
    winning love by daylight,
    never running from a real fight,
    she is the one named Sailor Moon!”

    - Naoko Takeuchi

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