The education system is not designed to turn out thoughtful individualists, it is there to get us to work. When we come home exhausted from the inanities of our jobs we can relax in front of the inanities of the TV screen. This pattern, punctuated by birth, death and marriage and a new car, is offered to us as real life.
Children who are born into a tired world as batteries of new energy are plugged into the system as soon as possible and gradually drained away … Those who have kept their spirit find it hard to nourish it and between the ages of twenty and thirty, many are successfully emptied of all resistance.
I do not think it an exaggeration to say that most of the energy of most of the people is being diverted into a system which destroys them
Money is no antidote. If the imaginative life is to be renewed it needs its own coin.
Imagination and Reality // Jeannette Winterson
i’ve spent all my life
flirting with disaster and
trying not to drown
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 135.”
It is sheer good fortune to miss somebody long before they leave you.
Sula // Toni Morrison
Offering up flesh like
Unholy sacrifice, baiting sinners to sink their
Teeth into something richer in the hope it
Leads them into damnation
I can’t help toeing the lines of decency
No one is as good as you think they are
No lips are as soft as you expect when you
Plummet head first into them like a trainwreck
3AM Thoughts // AKA “You Lost Me When You Slipped Into Consciousness.”
The glass ceiling of happiness is held in place by two stout pillars, one psychological, the other biological. On the psychological level, happiness depends on expectations rather than objective conditions. We don’t become satisfied by leading a peaceful and prosperous existence. Rather, we become satisfied when reality matches our expectations.
The bad news is that as conditions improve, expectations balloon. Dramatic improvements in conditions, as humankind has experienced in recent decades, translate into greater expectations rather than greater contentment. If we don’t do something about this, our future achievements too might leave us as dissatisfied as ever.
Homo Deus: A Brief History of Tomorrow // Yuval Noah Harari
In the last seconds
I dropped all I have carried
For the past decade.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 134.”
My love for you lives
on, no matter how I try
to suffocate it.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 130.”
It gets so heavy,
sometimes I forget to breathe
and let it all go.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 127.”
I could be everything you want if you’d let me but
I bet I would be gone before you got to see it through
Somewhere along the way in one of the many cities
I’ve been to, I left my heart at a bus station, waiting
On the bench for salvation that will never come.
3AM Thoughts // AKA “At One Point I Got It, Then Promptly Lost It.”
Anxiety is love’s greatest killer.
It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you.
You want to save him, but you know
he will strangle you with his panic.
// Anais Nin