“I’ve always treasured empathy as the particular privilege of the invisible, the observers who are shy precisely because they sense so much—because it is overwhelming to say even a single word when you’re sensitive to every last flicker of nuance in the room.”
The Revolutionary Girl Utena soundtrack:MY BODY IS A PARABOLA…IN AN EGG…PERPETUAL MOTION MACHINE…ROTTING FLESH OF GOD…EGG…TIME MACHINE! AAAAAHHH! TA-DA! THEATER…AMMONITE…EGG
The single greatest and most fascinating “futurist” architecture movement in the world right now is happening in Bolivia, where national prosperity and a dedication to works for the poor and public housing led to an explosion of colorful styles inspired by Aymara Indian art. There should be more articles about this, the interiors are just as amazing. Incidentally, most of these buildings are not for the rich or in trendy neighborhoods, but are public housing. I’ve heard this style referred to as “Neo-Andean” but like most currently thriving styles it doesn’t have a universally agreed on name yet.
There’s something very ‘unreachable’ and ‘distant’ about mutable signs. It’s easy to say Aquarius and Scorpio are detached and ‘hard to get a grasp on’. But the mutable signs are unparalleled. Because these people will shift and change their identities and lives so much, as well as their plans, they are here one minute and gone the next. You think you have them figured out and where you want them, and the next day they are completely different or not there at all. This will apply mainly to Mutable Suns. But mutable Moons and Ascendants do have these traits to them, too. Mutable Moons are emotionally unreachable, usually because of a constantly changing emotional nature. Mutable Ascendants change their outward selves and how they interact with the world. There’s something so beautiful about mutable signs and it just makes me think of nature, of the flowers, how they grow and die, how they prepare for the changing of the seasons (mutable signs are at the end of all seasons), and how they hold space for that transition in such a passive yet present way.
Everything a man is is meaningless he derives his signified meaning in relation to the woman he is with. That’s how it is. First it’s his mother and then it’s you and then you’re the ex and it’s the next one and then they’re the ex unless they manage to kill themselves off and be a nice little wife that follows his toddler rules
Men are literally parasitic leeches and even if they love you or claim to they will repeat the gestures between the two of you with other women once you assume autonomy and refuse to be thrown around in a pool of confusion of his own making BUT SOMEHOW ITS NEVER HIS FAULT DIRECTLY LOL it’s all stuff ~happening to him and never something he has agency in
And even if he does admit fault directly it doesn’t matter like straight up if they stay committed and change and grow and are great and your friend-lovers they eventually will hit it, they’ll decide it’s too much work to do the next thing and then they’ll flee and construct their pitiful narrative on “why”- somehow managing to actually avoid expressing anything w meaning in it– and then they’ll go repeat the cycle with someone else (unless she demands nothing, has repressed or killed her soul enough to go into the lack with him and believe that’s love)
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