2 years ago
2 years ago
LONG LIVE THE FREAKS
“There’s a quality of legend about freaks, like a person in a fairy tale who stops you and demands that you answer a riddle. I mean, if you’ve ever spoken to someone with two heads, you know they know something you don’t. Most people go through life dreading they’ll have a traumatic experience. Freaks were born with their trauma. They’ve already passed their test in life. They’re aristocrats.”
at the heart of the book is a breathtaking exposition and development of Nietzsche’s concepts of resentment and bad faith – the tropes of thinking that encourage us, respectively, to blame others for our own situation, or to blame ourselves for our situation as opposed to doing anything about it. We’re encouraged, by religion, by science, to focus our attention, efforts and hopes, on worlds that don’t exist – the afterworld, the future, ourselves but with ten million dollars – and to regard our own situation, and life itself, as inherently fallen, toxic, evil. This is pretty sweet for us, because we get to do nothing and also to feel good about it. But this world, our own lives, are all that we know, and rejecting them is not, in the end, of much succour. Instead, Nietzsche wants us to think, to feel, to laugh, to go to the limit of our potential. Creating for ourselves, letting ourselves be affected by other people are what he considers to be the true meaning of power – not amassing empty wealth signifiers and tyrannising waiting staff in expensive restaurants – are what he considers the true measure of power.
The Millions : A Year in Reading: Paul Murray (via geertvandermeersche)
2 years ago
“Bastards,” he muttered. “Filthy rotten bastards, every last one of them.” -A Nasty Bit of Rough
“Each chemical equilibrium has an equilibrium constant that is calculated from the concentrations of one or more species in the equilibrium.” - Advanced Chemical Principles, seventh edition.
“Mr. Vandemar tugged at his left hand.”-Neverwhere
According to Ochs, Namaizamanga village in central Madagascar was an egalitarian and non-violent place, with no formal leaders and few differentiates statuses, where it was regarded as impolite to express anger, disagreement, or criticism.
“It’s rudimentary, but at least it’s fully functional.”
That’s so dope.
“‘The thought of one hundred trillion galaxies is so overwhelming,’ wrote astronaut Jerry Linenger, ‘that I try not to think about it before going to bed, because I become so excited or agitated or something that I cannot sleep with such an enormous size in my mind.” (Packing for Mars)
consider me defined.
“I still approached women at parties and in coffee shops, and I began playing the trombone in a funk band, which became another way to meet people.” (The Ramen King and I: How the Inventor of Instant Noodles Fixed My Love Life)
“Approximately 1.6 million individuals reported being Asian in combination with one or more other races (Grieco & Cassidy, 2001; U.S. Bureau of the Census, 2000).” Assessing and Treating Culturally Diverse Clients: A Practical Guide, Freddy A Paniagua
“The poor kid.” - Ordinary People by Judith Guest. (Wow… How frighteningly accurate.)
this is amanda palmers version of our song ‘behavior’ from our new record. she did this for our companion record ‘terrible thrills vol. 1’. i remember when she was recording it in chicago she decided to live stream her recording of the song. it was so incredible and bizarre to watch someone who respect so highly record one of our songs. anyway, check it out! —-
No, you may not tell me what beauty is. I can figure it out on my own.
This is an incredibly beautiful song from Lady Lamb the Beekeeper, whom I recently discovered through Amanda Palmer.
…the books we need are the kind that act upon us like a misfortune, that make us suffer like the death of a person we love more than ourselves, that make us feel as though we were on the verge of suicide, or lost in a forest remote from all human habitation—a book should serve as the ax for the frozen sea within us. - Franz Kafka
It occurred to me this morning how much the word ‘Kafkaesque’ means to me in terms of my life. Finishing my study of Franz Kafka’s The Metamorphosis, I began to explore significant changes in my life and in the lives of those around me and how Gregor Samsa’s metamorphosis reflects those changes, including the reaction of those who formerly loved (and used) him.
There are many unexpected changes that take place in life… In fact, life is nothing but a series of changes that may or may not define who we are. Did Samsa’s change into a roach (or dung beetle) define who he was as a man? Was his metamorphosis the result of not living his life as a human to the fullest, or the result of being unhappy, mundane, and ritualistic?
Some people get cancer, others take shrapnel in war, and some… some become giant insects. Significant changes are universal. If nothing changes, something must.
To me, the significant change came with my teenage years. I didn’t wake up to find I was a different person physically; Rather, I changed gradually, and suddenly I wasn’t who I expected I’d be. I was a punk rock feminist, a self destructive renegade, a rebel who thought they knew what anarchy was, a user with people as their drug of choice. I became the opposite of what I had always been. This confused my family, but was embraced by my friends, and this rocker kind of lifestyle, this ‘I don’t give a fuck’ attitude both made and broke me. My life situation at the time required that I close down, but on the contrary, I opened up. It was the most depressed yet the most alive I’d ever felt. Like Samsa, when I thought of what I wanted to say and expressed it, the reaction was usually that no one understood me, but still… I was expressive and unapologetic. I was the same person I’d always been in a different shell. I was both indestructible and dangerously vulnerable.
Anyway, that’s how I feel I relate to Samsa and Kafka. I think I regarded all my writing the exact same way Kafka (and T.S. Eliot) did: It was all futile; Every bit of work, all joy and pain… What was the point?
I became a different person, I underwent a metamorphosis. I think I need to reevaluate that and even relearn what it was that made me feel the way I did back then. I thank Kafka for helping me see it, realize that those who are dependent on me can learn to depend on themselves.
2 years ago
This is powerful, almost too powerful. How many of you feel hurt when you see this? How many of you feel sad for her or for people that will put her down for her body? Has society brainwashed us into making us believe this is “ugly” ? I dont know the answers, but maybe this will make you think twice.
One of the most important and powerful parts of fat acceptance was, for me, the normalization of fat bodies. When I began to look at the Adipositivity Project on a regular basis, when I began to read a handful of fatshion blogs regularly, when I began to follow tumblrs that posted pictures of fat bodies of all shapes and sizes—that was when it really began to become ingrained. This is incredibly powerful for me because now I look at this woman, and she’s gorgeous.
This is why I post pictures of my outfits on my blog, and it’s also why I run deathfatties. Some people seem to think it’s ok to criticise fat people’s clothing, but what they don’t get is that being fat excludes you from being fashionable. Not just culturally, where we are conditioned to think thin is beautiful, but you just can’t buy a size 26 in most designer labels. In fact, most designers laugh at the idea of designing for fat bodies. It’s not part of their “niche” or their “brand”. They actually think that a fat person wearing their clothes will bring their reputation down.
Do I need to say this is fucked up or are we on the same page yet?!
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