1. "I think that once you get over the age of 20, you begin to understand that there’s a lot of places where you can fall in and they are just locations of stases. Locations of paralysis. Places where there’s no growth. And whether it’s a job, whether it’s a way that you decide to pursue your life, whether it’s a philosophy, whether it’s a politic, we all know in our hearts when we’re choosing paralysis. When we’re choosing the dead zone over life. Yunior is one of these characters. I think that in some ways the closest he can come to love is after it’s fucking gone past and it’s only a shadow blasted in the wall. Then he’ll come every day and bring flowers to it."
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    Junot Diaz on cheating and love in This Is How You Lose Her
    (via junotdiaz)

    Part of the contemplative process of reading for my field exam has been the constant resituating that I’ve been forced to do by my reading, by my shifting state of being as I read. My intellectual formation up to this point has certainly produced certain paralytic habits of thinking and writing. My advisor has always encouraged a “freeing” up of intellectual inquiry — papers that move or are a series of movements rather than those that collect or sink with too much gravity. Yet, a disability approach would beg me to reconsider this “paralysis” as itself a form of regulatory “diagnosis” by the academy in its belief that scholars are never quite “able” enough. As such, there is a politics in choosing to be here, in taking up space as a differently abled body, in letting the fog settle over where the light of rationality should be most poignant.

    But I massage Diaz’s belief in intuition carefully in my hand. What do I do with this long-running embodied feeling that I am indeed “choosing paralysis” with my life choices, especially so early in my life? To put it in Mom’s words: you always have a choice. But I think it is better put as I have always had the privilege of a choice, and I have come to a point in my life where I am deeply aware of the consequences of carelessly abusing that privilege.

    I can fly from here, and I have thought many times of doing so. But can you not fly from one field of stasis to another? Can you not carry its (potentially unwanted) residues elsewhere? If you begin to contort your body and mind into certain orientations, do they not remember them?


    (Source: p-x-r, via comovivere)

     

  2. ""Any idiot can face a crisis - it’s day to day living that wears you out." - Anton Chekhov"
     
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  4. "Happiness is nonetheless true happiness because it must come to an end, nor do thought and love lose their value because they are not everlasting. Many a man has borne himself proudly on the scaffold; surely the same pride should teach us to think truly about man’s place in the world."
    — Bertrand Russell
     
  5. Childish Gambino

    (Source: hip-hop-fanatic, via gthegentleman)

     
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  7. "Do I contradict myself?
    Very well then I contradict myself,
    I am large, I contain multitudes."
    — Walt Whitman (via theohpioneer)

    (Source: alexanderguns, via theohpioneer)

     
  8. #trustissues

     
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