Category: landscape

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    Make even everyday moments memorable via Improve your memory.

    paying undivided attention to important events and interactions

    Make even everyday moments memorable–assigns vivid images to whatever one’s trying to remember

    study or reflect on things you want to remember, the more likely these memories will be strengthened–commit the scene to memory by journaling


    “a memory uncertain about a sentence
    a certain observation of an indefinite object”

  • Thought process

    Joshua Rothman on forms of thinking, in New Yorker.

    “our inner voices are powerful tools that must be tamed. […] The idea is to manage the voice that you use for self-management.

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    Schwitzgebel thinks it’s a mistake to categorize dreams one way or the other. “We should also consider the possibility that our dreams are neither color nor black-and-white,” he writes. Dreams are unreal, and might not lend themselves to being described during waking life. In describing them, we give them a fixity they may not have.

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    Daniel Dennett argued that a layer of fiction is woven into what it is to be human. In a sense, fiction is flawed: it’s not true. […] Fiction, Dennett writes, has a deliberately “indeterminate” status: it’s true, but only on its own terms. The same goes for our minds.”


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    Walking long and far help my thinking process.

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    Stand and stare some place, recalling or thinking through what comes to mind.

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    Drawn into “the lull of a certain infinity” (OM).

  • AG2023_1011876a or feels soft and always

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    We sing the familiar because it feels soft and always.

    Corazón in Fall, Emma Trelles


    when something taken for granted
    is suddenly over, the pause when you take stock

    and realize you’ll never have as much,
    that change is always a lessening

    The Way Words Echo in Our Heads, James Cihlar

  • AG2023_1011863a or the relief of having something

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    The relief of having something to focus our attention.

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    The future refuses [or is slow] to happen, so where else should I turn?


    Prefer crossed out, scribbled over monuments

  • AG2023_1120034a or think capaciously about the affective dimensions

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    Berlant’s work is underpinned by a pressing desire for new forms of relationality and alternative ways to flourish. There is an urgency to their writing: feelings are political, affective life sustains the possibilities for other life-worlds.

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    What Berlant proposes then is ‘an affective register which recognises the relationship between the joy-giving parts and the parts that require a kind of patience with the way things do not fit. The out-of-synchness of being matters’ (Berlant & Hardt, 2012, n.p.

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    queer theory presumes the affective incoherence of the subject with respect to the objects that anchor it or to which they’re attached. (Berlant & Hardt, 2012, n.p.)

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    Berlant helps us think about affective life through the lens of ambivalence, contradiction, and incoherence, rather than certainty and singularity. It is this that makes Berlant’s social theory so generative: an invitation to always ask questions, to unravel our own objects of attachment and fantasies of political transformation.

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    think capaciously about the affective dimensions it will take to rebuild the world from the fragments of the present.

    Eleanor Wilkinson, 11 | AMBIVALENT LOVE, Encountering Berlant part 1: Concepts otherwise.
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    “… always felt that the ground below him was charged with a sense of belonging.” Lapvona: A Novel, Ottessa Moshfegh


    the place where [it] remains a little distanced and discursive, but to which we are unfathomably attached. Joe Jukes, Encountering Berlant part 1: Concepts otherwise.

  • AG2023-FBH_1011908a

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    Beauty will come to them  
    Where they stand.
    [...]
    Trees need not walk the earth 
    For beauty or for bread;  
    Beauty will come to them  
    In the rainbow—  
    The sunlight—  
    And the lilac-haunted rain
    David Rosenthal