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arnirea · 28 days

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Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in “Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930.”

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play-read-write · 2 years

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Seeing anybody talk about TWEWY is always great cause it’s never just “Oh it was a great game, loved the plot and characters.” Oh no. It’s always stuff like “Dear god almighty himself could not have conceived of a game like this everything is so tied in. Every one of the mechanics ties the story, the characters develop perfectly, the game is artistic, THIS GAME CHANGED ME AND MY CONCEPT OF REALITY ITSELF!!!!” and you get people in the comments saying the same thing.

And as someone who has played TWEWY... Yeah same.

#TWEWY #neo twewy #Twewy is just like that #it's not a game its a playable philosophy on the nature of humanity and connection #it's a thesis on how social interaction changes and shapes a person #Its a poem about finding yourself in others and others in yourself #It's also a game where you put a himbo in high heels and everyone has anime hair

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dreamscrape-navigator · 7 months

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i built for you an empire and

made of you a god. i think and

do so much for you but

what do you think of it, of me?

i am afraid of dogs and heights and

asking you to love me

#creative writing #non rhyming poems #poems #philosophy #writing #poetry #divinity pt2 #poems about god

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delirium-mind · 6 months

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#spilled ink #poems #beautiful words #poems and quotes #poetry #poets corner #writing #poems on tumblr #short poem #poems about pain #philosophy #self reflection #spilled words #spilled thoughts #thoughts #late night thoughts #dear diary

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tinyfurysandwich · 9 months

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To find.

I wish to find happiness in what I am,

In what I usually am cursing,

But what it means to find

When I've lost my comfort?

Late nights, same questions

It lasts until when I wake up

I see the sun waving at me

And now I forgot what's

been troubling me .

-t.f.s.

#artists on tumblr #my poetry #my poems #artist #poetry #writers and poets #philosophy #questions #thoughts about life #poets corner

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thinkingtidbits · 3 months

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Check out these cool quotes all about dads! They're really inspiring and show just how great fathers are. From teaching us important stuff to making us feel loved, these quotes celebrate dads in a special way. Take a look and feel good! #thinkingTidbits #DadQuotes #FamilyLove #InspirationalQuotes #ParentingJourney #FatherhoodCelebration #LoveDad #GratefulSonDaughter #trending #lifelessons #quotes #viral #explore #exploremore #quotesvideo #reels

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sozero · 11 months

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“Maybe a person gets better by just letting herself be who she is.”

From the film Persona, 1966

#poems and quotes #poetry #film photography #filmtvcentral #film quotes #philosophy #who says i can’t use tumblr as my personal diary #how to get better #things to think about #feeling lost in your 20s #it gets better #growth #motivation #woman and her catharsis #women in film

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creatediana · 9 months

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"Ekphrasis of Barbie" - a poem written 7/21/2023

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leatherbookmark · 5 months

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ootd features the words "black dress" in its lyrics and people are like oh! this is a reference to another group's song, "black dress"!

i'm unwell.

#shrimp thoughts #also 'you people just Don't Understand' part 2: apparently there will be Part Two. just like with gee idle's allergy and queen/card #which. lol. apparently 'when allergy came out people were shocked because the it was basically 'if you're ugly tough shit just get a #surgery' but once queen/card came out everything was clear!' and like. how was it clear. what was clear.#one song is 'boo hoo i'm so ugly i hate looking at myself in the mirror and no one likes me i should get plastic surgery'#and the other is like 'ya hoo i'm so hot and sexy i'm like these two western celebrities!!!! i'm so cool i'm twerking on the runway'#kp/op kinda sucks balls in that it's like.... musical equivalent of tjlc crossed with marvel. it's basic ass pop made to sell except with a #faux deep garnish. and sometimes the garnish stands on its own! like if you take guerrilla it's clear that there's actually no deeper or #more detailed philosophy behind it. it's not really n.o where the 'rebellion' was actually supposed to be against something concrete #it's like. we want to feel! we don't want... not to feel! but the sound and visuals are strong enough that you don't mind it #like fuck yeah the lads are staging a revolution now! and now they're outlaws in a western! sort of! and now it's alice in wonderland!#but v often the companies actively make use of the fact that kp/op stans will obsessively look for Depth and Serious Themes in their #cultural reset slaying sotys. a girl looks at a butterfly? oh the song is about having an identity crisis like in that one poem about a guy #dreaming about being a butterfly. it's actually very deep and you can see it was all planned because there was a little butterfly icon #above the tracklist. and the fans get so attached to their headcanons theories and interpretations that they don't stop for a second #to check if there was anything in the 'text' in the first place #remember that one magritte post? this is also how kp/op stans interpret things. she wears a blue dress here and blue is the color of summer #and summer is when you have holidays and don't have to go to school! so by this blue dress she's trying to say that you should love #yourself and strive to be the best version of yourself by embracing your hobbies and extracurricular interests. this is so genius 😭

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thejournal123 · 5 months

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The Cigarette Theory

This "theory" is essentially a philosophical model to understand the "roller-coaster life", or atleast how it is thought of by those who pursue it.

Birth/Lighting a cigarette:

The lighting of a cigarette is essentially coming to this world and getting a hold on out bodies and mind, i.e., being born.

The Smoking:

From the time of us being born, we want our lives to be as memorable and thrilling as possible, taking as many puffs as we can.

(After all if they don't, the fire extinguishes beforehand and they died before they should've)

Death/The cig light dying:

Then, comes the inevitable, the demise of the body, the cig light is gone, and it's crushing, our funeral.

But of course, the soul, us, can look forward to getting a new vessel, lighting up a new cig, with the same if not greater enthusiasm.

(Different from what i usually do, but still something I thought of)

#literature #philosophy #theory #original poem #poetry #short poem #stories #my thoughts #my theories #philosophical #i got bored #ideas #poem #sad poetry #deep thoughts #think about it #thinking #mindset

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monomorphilogical · 10 months

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"To want is to suffer, to ask is to be skinned alive, to know is to be dead."

— monomorphological

#writing #poem #philosophy #words #literature #quote #quote about wanting #wanitng #suffering

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arnirea · 2 months

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I'm scared because I don't know half measures

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novaauster · 1 year

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It

So pain is mnemonic— A singsong we say to save something standardized— And freedom sells at market price.  

Is it any wonder to be stuck between A storybook monster and A hundred thousand acts of love? That’s the code of conduct.  

It matters.  

What is it? (An expression of concern.) You can tell, at least, it isn’t mundane. We know that the mundane matters. It matters at market price, in manners, in tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow; To spend a day is to spend a life, we knew that. But stop!  

Where’s the rest of it? It matters. It: Not how we spend our lives, but why. The rest of it, through equations and peskiness, through lunchtime and spreadsheets full of something so sacred as names, where’s the rest of it?  

It’s in art, for one. It’s in the storybook monster and the hundred thousand acts of love, for the first made the second, that’s what the art says.

So we stick between them, subdued, through the mundane manners at market price.  

It doesn’t separate itself, “What is right” in my mind while googling the slow spreadsheets, it’s just a way to understand, dialectic dialogue between it all. So It is right. That’s one.  

Here’s my thesis: It matters.   Define your terms, then explain your reasoning.  

It: right, art, monster, a hundred thousand acts of love.   Matters: a value judgment.   Is it any wonder that philosophers go mad with it? The wrong question and a hundred thousand answers, is it any wonder that you’d climb past the fog, again and again and tomorrow and tomorrow, climb that cliff in a biting breathless pace for any answer that fits for any way to explain It matters.  

Is it any wonder? Right, wrong, art, monster, a hundred thousand ways to say: Anything more than this mnemonic market price.

#yet another poem #it's about why i like philosophy #Nietzche said that punishment was a mnemonic device bc people feel pain and then remember that being civil will get them less pain #bro was messed up in the head but he was almost onto something #if only he wasn't so into his gigachad Ubermensch. a shame really #he also had like a metaphor for climbing mountains equaling doing philosophy #so that's where the fog and the cliff climbing come from #also idk why i went so ham on the alliteration but it bangs

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dreamscrape-navigator · 1 year

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dust you shall eat

there stands an angel at the gate it's knocking on my door it's looking at me like it knows i'd never prayed before . there sits an angel at my table eating all my words the sun is setting through the wings of countless silent birds . there sleeps an angel in my bed and i must drive it out for if i let it stay too long this house comes burning down . standing on the edge of heaven asking if i should jump off i'm looking at the devil but i'm seeing shards of god . there stands an angel at the gate it's knocking on my bones i'd answer if i could, you see there's simply no one home

#poetry #creative writing #poems about god #poems about love #christianity #philosophy #angels #poems about religion #tw suicidal ideation #love poems #light academia #dark acamedia #academia aesthetic

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delirium-mind · 6 months

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#spilled ink #poems #beautiful words #poems and quotes #poetry #poets corner #writing #poems on tumblr #short poem #poems about pain #late night thoughts #spilled thoughts #reflection #self reflection #philosophy

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euesworld · 2 years

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"Without the sun we would never see the moon, think about that.. it would be perpetual night with no light, and I would never get to see you."

There would be no flowers, no trees.. only the deathly chill of the breeze - eUë

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