Aleksandra Alba

“Give me iron words forged in fire that I may speak the language of earth.”
― Normandi Ellis, Awakening Osiris: A New Translation of the Egyptian Book of the Dead

“Mysticism revolves around the passion for ecstasy and a horror of the void. One cannot know one without the other. The road to ecstasy and the experience of the void presuppose a will to make the soul a tabula rasa, a striving towards psychological blankness. Once it has totally rejected the world, the soul is ripe for a long-term and fecund emptiness. Consciousness dilates beyond the limits of the cosmos. Stripping it of images is the essential condition for ecstatic spams. One sees nothing expect nothingness. And the latter has become everything. Ecstasy is plenitude in a void, a full void. It is an over-whelming frisson which convulses nothingness, an invasion of being in absolute emptiness. The void is the condition for ecstasy just as ecstasy is the condition for the void.”
― Emil M. Cioran, Tears and Saints

“I remember the names of my ancestors. I speak the names of those I love. I speak their names and they live again. May I be so well-loved and remembered. In truth, may the gods hear my name. May I do work with my hands worth remembering.”
― Normandi Ellis, Awakening Osiris: A New Translation of the Egyptian Book of the Dead

“and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles