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I did this every day last winter and my seasonal depression went away. Throw on some music and smoke a bit if you like that and just fucking cruise. Feel like I rediscovered my hometown.
The city demands to be seen on foot.
Sep 19, 2024
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especially if it’s one of those cloudless, sunny winter days. even if it’s colder out don’t let it stop you, layer up and find some nice park or pretty street to walk down. emphasis on layer up though, once you get walking and warm up you can shed a layer but if having cold hands will turn you back make sure you’re as cozy as possible going into it. I find it helps your mind to be idle and grounds you in the world for a bit. you don’t really even need a destination in mind, maybe you’ll just find a part of your city you didn’t know or take in a nice view, maybe you’ll even bump into a friend. put on some good music or just take in the sounds around you. I did this pretty regularly around brooklyn during the pandemic and along with being some good excercise it really does plug you in to your surroundings more
Feb 18, 2024
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feel like “local neighbor discovers benefit of going on a walk outside” but is truly so nice to catch some rays and fresh air. Pencil it in.
Apr 23, 2025
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There's a thing that I notice at art museums sometimes. Someone wearing a slightly annoyed expression will be speeding through the exhibit like they are going down a long to do list. Or I'll be playing a board game with a group and there will be some guy with a strained face looking like they'd rather be anywhere else. Maybe another time we're leaving a movie and they start to complain about how it 'wasn't realistic', you get the picture.
I swear to God it makes me want to pulpify their face.
I'm not saying that you need to like every piece of art or that you should feel bad for not liking a movie, but, goddamn, at least give it a fucking second. Closing yourself off to The New, being automatically opposed to earnestness when it appears, is one of the most damaging defense mechanisms I can think of. It is, in turn, also one of the best ways to maximize your misery.
The defense mechanism that is cynicism, turns its users into parasites of the Social; they are sold the idea (a lie) that damaging and denigrating <<something>> allows one to become independent of its power structure. On the contrary, just as a leech is the most dependent on its host, cynics are those that are most dependent on the power structures in our culture.
I really want to emphasize the difference between criticism and cynicism, because I am in no way saying that we should not criticize bad or damaging art, but to successfully criticize something means to first buy in, to really allow yourself to be taken by a piece, to examine it as it comes. Buying in as a term (even one so bathed in capitalist sebum) is the right one in this case because to buy in requires one to make a sacrifice. You cannot experience art without opening yourself to the possibility that it will do damage to you. To fully allow yourself to be moved by a piece of art is to allow yourself to be cut.
But inside that cut is what it means to be human.
I think the single best way to combat cynicism is an unceasing curiosity of the world and the people in it. The normal and common of this world is absolutely fantasmatic if you take a moment to examine it; we see the world through have fluid filled orbs made of meat for fucks sake. The fact that there is anything at all, the fact that you and I exist for even a second is an absolutely unbelievable mind fuck, and to be unimpressed by any and everything doesn’t make you special or better than anyone, it just leaves you on a road to the pit of despair and leaves me really bummed out for the rest of the night.
Sep 20, 2024
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The audio in this movie is so thoughtful, the only music we hear is from music that is actually happening in the story. The women singing, the piano, the symphony all were some of the most powerful pieces of music I have seen in a film.
Each shot belongs in this film too; every once in a while there are pieces of art that exceed my wildest imaginations of how good something can be, this is one of them.
trust me — they say like 5 words the whole time but the cinematography is breathtaking and I ugly cry every time
Sep 19, 2024
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When I return to the places I lived
There is a sink that tends to be soul felt
Its just a wall, a room, paper, some wood
I want to tear down paint, paper, to studs
Even the studs, could be shredded - exposed
There is nothing below but more sameness
My bones are just, eyes and heart are, objects
During disect-tations, we did the same
We ripped until organs were mixed pieces
We cut brazen looking for what? something
An eye, beaut’ful, wet soft, there is ne’re more
Looking for the subject in the object
Looking for the pain, love, a house no home
To be studs, paint, paper, instead of I am
A thing, ‘stead of The Thing rips me apart
I am I am I am I am I am
Please don't pull me from this body of mine
It fails and falls, but it is all, all all.
Sep 27, 2024