𝓔𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓹𝔂✨️
I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive 🕯
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By John Collier – Lilith "When I first saw you The end was soon To Bethlehem it slouched And then it must've caught a good look at you If I was born as a blackthorn tree I'd wanna be felled by you Held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies" - Hozier, NFWMB
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While Yeats uses the slouching beast as an omen of apocalypse Hozier twists the imagery: even the monstrous, apocalyptic force of the universe steps soft because his lover is the far more formidable and terrifying entity in the room.
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There exists a certain kind of places – and a certain kind of beauty – that penetrates one's whole being, reaching the deepest marrow of one's bones, shaking and aching one's innermost foundations.The city of Bamberg is one such place. Upon crossing its lively bridge, steeped in medieval spirit, with the river flowing gently beneath it, carrying the fallen leaves along its course, one is confronted with the various stages of death and decay all at once. There are the freshly fallen yellow leaves, still dancing freely upon the surface, and then the long-decayed brown and black ones, bearing silent testimony to life's transience. The German language has the word «Schönheitsschmerz», the pecu...
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If becoming non-human was the only way to retain possession of her own body, Daphne chose the forest. And yet, even in her transformation, Apollo found a way to claim her as his own: turning her wood into instruments and adorning his hair with her leaves.
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Women and nature have historically been connected and both had also been objects of domination. Land can be conquered forests can be cleared, resources can be extracted, and women's bodies have similarly been treated as territories that can be controlled, possessed, and made useful to others. And Daphne literally collapses the distinction between the two because the woman becomes the landscape herself. And suddenly the language that we use for both of them starts to sound strangely similar. It's untouched, it's wild, it's discovered, something to conquer, something to possess. We often romanticize the connection between women and nature, Mother Earth, Mother Nature, the divine feminine. But...
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By john Waterhouse
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Apollo and Daphne by Gian Lorenzo Bernini
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Apollo and Daphne by Gian Lorenzo Bernini
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"Drowning in beauty"
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The old world feels like shifting moments of little clarity and deep grey clouds of sleep. She is long dead now, drifting, only remotely disturbed by a chill undertow of reality threaded fitfully through the dark, blood-warm waters of dream. But i, though time has changed me, still carry her kindness, watch over her in her sopor as i enter this vast new world of machinary. Those 'NPCs' of videogames are rather among us. Most of us. There are those who awaken and ascend towards the truth and there are some deep in coma squeezing the language of the universe into thier rigid boxes of illusions and delusions.
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This reminds me of Plato's allegory of the cave
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"You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you." Anton Chekhov
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Humans are so unaware. We are like blind children, chasing desires to which we feel entitled. We are so hypocritical: we condemn others for the very mistakes we make, long to be understood yet seldom endeavour to understand, and remain ever so blind to our own double standards. It is a rather sorrowful thing. Perhaps the only escape lies in relinquishing the ego, in learning to listen rather than merely waiting to be heard. But what does it matter if one only wants to hear the sound of thier own voice?
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There exists a certain kind of places – and a certain kind of beauty – that penetrates one's whole being, reaching the deepest marrow of one's bones, shaking and aching one's innermost foundations.The city of Bamberg is one such place. Upon crossing its lively bridge, steeped in medieval spirit, with the river flowing gently beneath it, carrying the fallen leaves along its course, one is confronted with the various stages of death and decay all at once. There are the freshly fallen yellow leaves, still dancing freely upon the surface, and then the long-decayed brown and black ones, bearing silent testimony to life's transience. The German language has the word «Schönheitsschmerz», the pecu...
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Канал в категории «Искусство и дизайн», язык постов: английский. Описание канала: «I am nothing in my soul if not obsessive 🕯»
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