#sense

This work is the link between my Dear Natalie piece and my upcoming Agatha work. It bridges that lapse in time and shows how my thinking has changed. It shows me telling a story through the surreal and trying to use thought fragments alone to show a tortured existence. This piece was written after the Dear Natalies and before the Agatha mystery, but it is meant to be read after you’ve already read both. This book is a bridge between two books, which would make it a bridge between two bridges. That’s strange, but I’ve seen stranger. Like the time I woke up in a fish tank, having morphed into a goldfish during my sleep. I still fear the sound of a flushing toilet, and since then I refuse to let myself fall asleep while wearing flippers. This book is 3,088 words of pure nonsense, strung together like pearls hurled at bacon. Yum! ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#bacon #biograhy #book-bio #books #bridge

Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm; great good fortune comes to failure in the end. All is change; all yields its place and goes; to persevere, trusting in what hopes he has, is courage in a man. The coward despairs. ↗

— Euripides

#humor #philosophical #change

When the Aggregates arise, decay and die, O bhikkhu, every moment you are born, decay, and die. ↗

— Gautama Buddha

#buddha-quotes #buddhism #death #emotion #five-aggregates

When we use these words and we talk about plants having a strategy to do this or wanting this or desiring this, we’re being metaphorical obviously. I mean, plants do not have consciousness. But, this is a fault of our own vocabulary. We don’t have a very good vocabulary to describe what others species do to us, because we think we’re the only species that really does anything. ↗

— Michael Pollan

#diet #green #health #nutrition #sustainability

There is no monopoly of common sense On either side of the political fence We share the same biology Regardless of ideology Believe me when I say to you I hope the Russians love their children too [...] There's no such thing as a winnable war It's a lie we don't believe anymore ..." (The Russians) ↗

— Sting

#common-sense #communalities #ideology #peace #war

And then, just when I know I can live content without Shug, just when Mr. ___ done ast me to marry him again, this time in the spirit as well as in the flesh, and just after I say, Naw, I still don't like frogs, but let's us be friends, Shug write me she's coming home. Now. Is this life or not? *I be so calm.* If she come, I be happy. If she don't I be content. And then I figure this the lesson I was suppose to learn. ↗

— Alice Walker

#sense-of-self #the-color-purple #home

The existence of guilty sense is so important in education and religion. ↗

— Toba Beta

#guilt #guilty-sense #religion #sense #education

Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars. ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#moon #sense-of-wonder #stars #moon

The most confused you will ever get is when you try to convince your heart and spirit of something your mind knows is a lie. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#common-sense #confusion #disbelief #evidence #faith

Hold out your hands to feel the luxury of sunbeams. Press the soft blossoms against your cheek, and finger their graces of form, their delicate mutability of shape, their pliancy and freshness. Expose your face to the aerial floods that sweep the heavens, ‘inhale great draughts of space,’ wonder, wonder at the wind’s unwearied activity. Pile note on note the infinite music that flows increasingly to your soul from the tactual sonorities of a thousand branches and tumbling waters. How can the world be shriveled when this most profound, emotional sense, touch, is faithful to its service? I am sure that if a fairy bade me choose between the sense of sight and that of touch, I would not part with the warm, endearing contact of human hands… ↗

— Helen Keller

#joy #nature #optimism #sensuality #faith