An Array Of Supremely Unsexy Happenings

an array of supremely unsexy happenings

“This nightmare in New Zealand feels unfathomable. Except it isn’t. The hate that killed Muslims praying in Christchurch is the hate that killed Jews praying in Pittsburgh is the hate that killed African Americans praying in Charleston is the hate that killed Sikhs praying in Wisconsin. If we don’t face white supremacy it will destroy all of us. Please God, let all of us who know the pain of being targeted for who we are have patience with each others’ imperfections. So we can join together. And be safe together. And get free together.”

— Rabbi Mike Rothbaum

These ways we spoke together, against goodbye, like sailor boys in the olden days who’d be on a fleet together, then apart. It’s not a failure of love, you said by the wall, but of choosing place over person. Hope rolls like an ocean, too, and breaks.

— Fanny Howe, “ERRATUM” from For Erato: The Meaning of Life

“I am often struck by the obvious fact that the other is impenetrable, intractable, not to be found; I cannot open up the other, trace back the other’s origins, solve the riddle. Where does the other come from? Who is the other? I wear myself out, I shall never know. “I can’t get to know you” means “I shall never know what you really think of me.” I cannot decipher you because I do not know how you decipher me. […] It is not true that the more you love, the better you understand; all that the action of love obtains from me is merely this wisdom: that the other is not to be known; his opacity is not the screen around a secret, but instead, a kind of evidence in which the game of reality and appearance is done away with. I am then seized with that exaltation of loving someone unknown, someone who will remain so forever: a mystic impulse: I know what I do not know.”

— Roland Barthes, from A Lover’s Discourse, “The Unknowable”

A friend of mine has a cottage by the coast. Said we can borrow it when you’re next on leave. White clapboard with blue-painted window frames.

Here. Something to think of while you’re away.

Atonement (2007) dir Joe Wright

anyone else ever daydream for 6 hours straight and then after ur just like nah let’s scrap that and do it all again but slightly to the left