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"I hate all details of the individual life. But I am fixed here to listen. An immense pressure is on me. I cannot move without dislodging the weight of centuries. A million arrows pierce me. Scorn and ridicule pierce me. I, who could beat my breast against the storm and let the hail choke me joyfully, am pinned down here; am exposed. The tiger leaps.”
— 17 hours, 48 min ago
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Aslı Mus
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⚜️ego death, dissolution, or reunion?
“At this hour, this still early hour, I think I am the field, I am the barn, I am the trees;
…and the wild, swooping swallow; and the faint red in the sky, and the green when the red fades; the silence and the bell; the call of the man fetching cart-horses from the fields--all are mine.
I cannot be divided, or kept apart.”
— Jun 26, 2026 03:27AM
“At this hour, this still early hour, I think I am the field, I am the barn, I am the trees;
…and the wild, swooping swallow; and the faint red in the sky, and the green when the red fades; the silence and the bell; the call of the man fetching cart-horses from the fields--all are mine.
I cannot be divided, or kept apart.”
Aslı Mus
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Surreal.
Very first steps of surrealism before the movement fully emerged
Everything is blended, related, embedded. Experiencing a cosmic consciousness? Dissolution in every sense?
— Jun 20, 2026 07:40AM
Very first steps of surrealism before the movement fully emerged
Everything is blended, related, embedded. Experiencing a cosmic consciousness? Dissolution in every sense?
