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"przez chwilę miałam nadzieję, że tym tekstem zmienię zdanie o masłowskiej, ale chyba jednak nie xd tu nawet kunsztu grą literacką i motywami powszechnymi czy przerabiania traumy transpokoleniowej nie widzę, ale pewnie powinnam. ech" — May 28, 2026 09:52AM
"przez chwilę miałam nadzieję, że tym tekstem zmienię zdanie o masłowskiej, ale chyba jednak nie xd tu nawet kunsztu grą literacką i motywami powszechnymi czy przerabiania traumy transpokoleniowej nie widzę, ale pewnie powinnam. ech" — May 28, 2026 09:52AM
“In grandiose moments, high on fresh air and freedom on the hill, I study my personal geology.
My body is a continent. Forces are at work in the night. A bruxist, I grind my teeth in my sleep, like tectonic plates. When I blink the sun flickers, my breath pushes the clouds across the sky and the waves roll into the shore in time with my beating heart. Lightning strikes every time I sneeze, and when I orgasm, there's an earthquake. The islands' headlands rise above the sea, like my limbs in the bathtub, my freckles are famous landmarks and my tears rivers. My lovers are tectonic plates and stone cathedrals.”
― The Outrun
My body is a continent. Forces are at work in the night. A bruxist, I grind my teeth in my sleep, like tectonic plates. When I blink the sun flickers, my breath pushes the clouds across the sky and the waves roll into the shore in time with my beating heart. Lightning strikes every time I sneeze, and when I orgasm, there's an earthquake. The islands' headlands rise above the sea, like my limbs in the bathtub, my freckles are famous landmarks and my tears rivers. My lovers are tectonic plates and stone cathedrals.”
― The Outrun
“Some day this pain will be useful to you.”
― The Island of Missing Trees
― The Island of Missing Trees
“To acquire a world of his own, the profane man has desacralized the world in which his ancestors lived; but to do so he has been obliged to adopt the opposite of an earlier type of behavior, and that behavior is still emotionally present to him, in one form or another, ready to be reactualized in his deepest being”
― The Sacred and the Profane: The Nature of Religion
― The Sacred and the Profane: The Nature of Religion
“life cannot be repaired, it can only be recreated through symbolic repetition of the cosmogony”
― The Sacred and the Profane: The Nature of Religion
― The Sacred and the Profane: The Nature of Religion
“She has no name for that feeling of utter abandonment, nor the feeling that comes over her on fair days, when she stands in the courtyard from the photo, and the voice of the loudspeaker booms front behind the trees, and the music and commercials run together in an unintelligible blur. It is as if she were standing outside the fete, separated from some earlier thing.”
― Les Années
― Les Années
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