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    So many things had a way of looking finer, when they were not so close.

    was there any point in being alive without helping one another?

    (CK)

  • AG2023_1044814a or ecstatic peace and knowledge


    Swiftly arose and spread around me the peace and knowledge that pass all the argument of the earth,

    […]

    And that a kelson of the creation is love,
    And limitless are leaves stiff or drooping in the fields,

    Song of Myself, V, Walt Whitman

  • AG2025AG2024_1122415aa2 projecting an end


    ways of being inactive: rest, … and leisure (Aristotle)

    Leisure was the form of inactivity appropriate to so-called free or active men, who were capable either of projecting the ends of their activity far ahead, or of acting solely for the pleasure of asserting their capacity for action.

    a form of society where the generic activity of human beings – labour – has become an end in itself, rather than a mere means of survival (Marx, 1844 Manuscripts)

    via JC

  • AG2025_1199820a or open to your bees’ warm stare


    Your eyes are just
    like bees, and I
    feel like a flower.
    Their brown power makes
    a breeze go over
    my skin. When your
    lashes ride down and
    rise like brown bees’
    legs, your pronged gaze
    makes my eyes gauze.
    I wish we were
    in some shade and
    no swarm of other
    eyes to know that
    I’m a flower breathing
    bare, laid open to
    your bees’ warm stare.
    I’d let you wade
    in me and seize
    with your eager brown
    bees’ power a sweet
    glistening at my core.

    May Swenson

  • AG2024_1022869c or just under


    Graceful landscaping kept the house just under a surfeit of beauty.

    Every corner was a possibility

    Anarchic, wandering

    (TM)

  • The day is not so much a stretch of time as a paradigm of temporality


    Work about time is primarily marked by selection of the day as its unit. It is certainly not peculiar to Vertov. Alberto Cavalcanti with Nothing but the Hours, and Walter Ruttmann with Berlin: Symphony of a Metropolis, also employed it. But nor does this structure characterize the documentary form in contrast to fiction. James Joyce in Ulysses and Virginia Woolf in Mrs Dalloway made types of modern fiction with it. This is because the day is not so much a stretch of time as a paradigm of temporality. The story of a day illustrates the revolution that Woolf proclaimed in her essay ‘Modern Fiction’. In it, she denounced the tyranny of causal emplotment, and asserted, against the Aristotelian tradition, that the truth of experience resided in the shower of atoms, the succession of sensible micro-events that happen one after another, but above all alongside one another, in the absence of any hierarchy. The time of the day in the big city is a time of coexistence … (JC)

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    Days come and ages pass, and it is
    ever he who moves my heart in many a
    name, in many a guise, in many a
    rapture of joy and sorrow.

    Rabindranath Tagore