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“Love does not depend on time, and the power of love continues always. There are some who believe that the Lord suffered death for love of man but because they do not attain to this love in their own souls it seems to them that it is an old story of bygone days. But when the soul knows the love of God by the Holy Spirit she feels without a shadow of doubt that the Lord is our Father, the closest, the best and dearest of fathers, and there is no greater happiness than to love God with all our hearts, with all our souls, and with all our minds, according to the Lord’s commandment, and our neighbor as ourself. And when this love is in the soul, everything rejoices her; but when it is lost sight of man cannot find peace, and is troubled, and blames others as if they had done him an injury, and does not realize that he himself is at fault – he has lost his love for God and has accused or conceived hatred for his brother.”
— St. Silouan the Athonite  
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“The term ‘mania’ covers a fascinating range of multifarious conditions, which the words ‘madness’ or ‘frenzy’ used in modern English fail to encompass: in Greek, ‘mania’ also implies divine inspiration or revelation. Any deviation from an ordinary baseline state of consciousness, whether achieved voluntarily or involuntarily, deliberately sought or resulting from a disease seen as a god-sent blessing or curse, could be dubbed ‘mania.’ … the word ‘mania’ derives from the Indo-European root men-, meaning ‘active mental force’ which includes in its scope: thought accompanied by effort; excited thought, raving, or being in a special or differentiated state of consciousness; and finally the action of remembering or reminding. In Greek, madness and memory, ‘mania’ and ‘mneme,’ are cognate words.”
—  Madness Into Memory: Mania and Mneme in Greek Culture (Yulia Ustinova)
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White Lilies, Henri Fantin-Latour, 1877.
Via.
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Il Sodoma - Ecce Homo. 1510
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Oh, sacred charm, if one lone spark Had only touched your name… You’d have been candle in the dark For love’s eternal flame.
— Mihai Eminescu, Eternal Longing, Impossible Love, transl by Adrian George Sahlean, (2006)
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Donna Mclean
from here – thank you, lonerforlife
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Simone Weil, La pesanteur et la grâce
Je dois me retirer pour que Dieu puisse entrer en contact avec les êtres que le hasard met sur ma route et qu'il aime.
Ma présence est indiscrète comme si je me trouvais entre deux amants ou deux amis. Je suis non pas la jeune fille qui attend un fiancé, mais le tiers importun qui est avec deux fiancés et doit s'en aller afin qu'ils soient vraiment ensemble.
Si seulement je savais disparaître, il y aurait union d'amour parfait entre Dieu et la terre où je marche, la mer que j'entends...
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"He is not to them what he is to me," I thought: "he is not of their kind. I believe he is of mine — I am sure he is — I feel akin to him — I understand the language of his countenance and movements: [...] I have something in my brain and heart, in my blood and nerves, that assimilates me mentally to him."
— Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
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Mood indigo, Dadu Shin
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À rester dans sa chambre, elle se désintègre. Sans yeux qui la regardent, sans témoin qu’elle est là, ses atomes la quittent. Poussières qui flottent aux vitres, un nuage ténu, un voile percé par les rayons.
Marie Darrieussecq, Clèves
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NGC 1566, The Galaxy Gateway
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7:08 AM EST December 11, 2023:
The Cure - “A Forest” From the album Seventeen Seconds (April 22, 1980)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: Post-punk
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