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long french poem 

Je Contemple Souvent Le Ciel de ma Mémoire
by marcel proust
translated by シビルチャン

Time erases everything like the waves erase
The works of children flattened on the sand
We will forget these words so precise and so vague
Behind each of which we sense the infinite.

Time wipes away everything it does not extinguish the eyes
Be they opal or star or clear water
As beautiful in the sky or a gemcutters table
They burn for us like a fire doleful or joyous.

The joyous ones flew alive from their jewelry box
To plunge in my heart their radiant stone
As on the day they were set, sealed in eyelids
They shine with a radiance precious and deceptive.

Some other sweet fires Prometheus still ravished
Spark of love which shined in their eyes
For our dear torment we have taken it
Brilliance too pure or jewelry too precious.

Stud forever the sky of my memory
Inextinguishable eyes of those that I loved
Dream like the dead, shine like the day
My heart will be shining like a night of May.

Forgetting erases faces like mist
Adoring gestures to the once divine
For whom we went mad, for whom we went wise
Charmed wandering and symbols of faith.

Time erases everything the intimacy of evenings
My two hands on her neck virgin as the snow
Her eyes caress my nerves as an arpeggio
Spring swinging its censers around us.

Some others, the eyes of a yet joyous woman,
In this way corroborate some grief vast and black
Horrified by nights and mysterious evenings
Between her lovely lashes held all her soul

And her heart was shallow as her joyful glance.
Others like the sea so fickle and so sweet
Misled us toward the soul buried in their eyes
Like those maritime evenings where the unknown steers us.

Ocean eyes on your bright waters we navigated
Desire inflated our sails so patchy
We departed forgetful of tempests past
Hopeful by gazes to discover souls.

So many different gazes, the souls all the same
Old prisoners of eyes, we are so disillusioned
We should have remained resting, sleeping under the arbor
But if you knew everything you would have left all the same

For to have in the heart their eyes full of promises
Like an evening sea dreaming of the sun
You have accomplished many pointless things
For reaching to the country of dreams in which, silver-gilt,

Lamented of ecstasy beyond the true water
Under the holy ark of a cloud believed prophetic
But it is sweet to have as a dream these wounds
And your memory burning like a festival.

@exiliaex extremely good
he’s sitting in my suitcase so i’m stuck with hobbes all winter break it seems

@exiliaex o7 i spent several weeks on him this semester and i’m thinking abt revisiting him next semester, so i want to try and formulate some points of entry over the break. i’ll keep you posted :p

thinking about whether or not i want to do a hobbes dive this winter break. its like. i could take the time and really consider his arguments. or i could enjoy myself and read kant instead

we are now. 4 pages into the final draft of my aristotle essay. this one has been hard fought. its due in 2 days. i dont think im gonna be able to answer the questions im inquiring into and that is totally fine.

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sickness 

day 4 of having the flu
i have coughed so hard that sitting up in bed makes my abs protest in agony

this post brought to you by: the ease with which husserl lays himself bare to me while i read him between sets

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the gym is such a wonderful place to refine my thoughts
i always find that whatever i am caught up in, whatever interpretive questions i’m working through, i can think through them much better while lifting shit
i’ve got a bit of an obsession these days 😵‍💫

hornyposting 

@everest been meaning to get pointy acrylics...

over winter break i need to really buckle down on hobbes and examine authorship
seems like such an important concept that i have just. not really touched yet. because i havent had a chance

@andreiludv i’ll read some zizek eventhally, one of these days
aristotle is useful because every time i read him closely i go ohhhhhhh righhhhht he just contained most of the philosophical positions that claimed to respond to him for. eternity.
it’s good to get those perspectives so i know with some accuracy where things have come from and where they are going
painful to read though it’s dense as hell T_T

@andreiludv the first two books of physics. i've spent about 2 months just combing through them verrrry slowly

@andreiludv honestly? very tempting. very very tempting to do some nefarious things with this.

need to figure out an angle for this aristotle paper fuck

successfully rewrote my newton essay. it’s down from 7 pages to 5 right now, but i might end up ballooning it by accident.

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thoughts on our future 

the cold, artificial bodies we've surrounded ourselves with provide no warmth. we've littered the world with suffocating garbage that choked some forms-of-life completely away. extinctions and genocides all for the great Ordering of the world.
all life, just sacrifices for the Worldeater.

and in place of the free play of forms-of-life the Worldeater only leaves behind rotting corpses, begging masses, frozen limbs of concrete and steel, and the cold, artificial bodies, mimicking the life we once knew as siblings.

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