"These are the days that must happen to you."
Walt Whitman (via cordealia)

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"Then one day, suddenly, it ends, it changes, I don’t understand, it dies, or it’s me, I don’t understand that either. I ask the words that remain— sleeping, waking, morning, evening. They have nothing to say."
 Samuel Beckett, Endgame (via stxxz)

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*me walking around* “i am powerful” *i do not further explain this statement*

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"When I talked to people I always made sure there was one near by in which I could see myself. I watched myself talking. And somehow it kept me alert, seeing myself as the others saw me. But everything that goes on in one’s head is so vague, isn’t it? It makes one want to sleep."
Jean-Paul Sartre, No Exit (via stxxz)

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neither finitude nor flesh nor redemption

Only those things.