tried to buy some of this stuff a few months back, but the “nicest off-license in town” didn’t have any, and when they did it was going to be 40€. Irish whiskey is great, but sometimes I want bourbon :(
(Source: imogeneandwillie, via cubicmetaphysics)
“‘As I stood in contemplation of the garden of the wonders of space,’ Milosz writes, ‘I had the feeling that I was looking into the ultimate depths, the most secret regions of my own being; and I smiled, because it had never occurred to me that I could be so pure, so great, so fair! My heart burst into singing with the song of grace of the universe. All these constellations are yours, they exist in you; outside your love they have no reality! How terrible the world seems to those who do not know themselves! When you felt so alone and abandoned in the presence of the sea, imagine what solitude the waters must have felt in the night, or the night’s own solitude in a universe without end!’ And the poet continues this love duet between dreamer and world, making man and the world into two wedded creatures that are paradoxically united in the dialogue of their solitude.”
~Bachelard, “The Intimate Immensity,” The Poetics of Space, 189.
“If we could analyze impressions and images of immensity, or what immensity contributes to an image, we should soon enter into a region of the purest sort of phenomenology—a phenomenology without phenomena; or, stated less paradoxically, one that, in order to know the productive flow of images, need not wait for the phenomena of the imagination to take form and become stabilized in completed images. In other words, since immense is not an object, a phenomenology of immense would refer us directly to our imagining consciousness. In analyzing images of immensity, we should realize within ourselves the pure being of pure imagination. It then becomes clear that works of art are the by-products of this existentialism of the imagining being. In this direction of daydreams of immensity, the real product is consciousness of enlargement. We feel that we have been promoted to the dignity of the admiring being.”
~Bachelard, “Intimate Immensity,” The Poetics of Space, 184.
new techniques in psychiatric ethnography: monopolizing the therapy dog.
shhh, the patients weren’t even that excited to see her. BUT I WAS.
Antipsychotic Efficacy For Routine Use // Making Community Reintegration the Goal …
the crux of my dissertation — or an assemblage of boundary objects I hope to deconstruct — writ large ‘pon a Big Pharma coffee mug swag, snagged from the kitchen down the hall from my office. something something about the politics and poetics of implication…
pic lists are generally hella stoops, but…these spoke to me.
new favorite Irish idiom, The Great Recession edition: “rail and sail.”
this is what Irish people call the cheap methods of travel from Ireland to London — a train to the harbor, a ship across the Irish Sea, and then a train through Wales to the capital — by “economic refugees.”
in a sentence: “how is Colum getting to London for the job interview?” “oh, he couldn’t afford a plane ticket, so he’s catching the rail and sail.”
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Lauren Berlant, Cruel Optimism (via ambientdew)
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thanatos? I mean, I’m assuming that’s my reason…
no drive like the Death Drive <3 Ω <3
(via crudamoral)
LOL
new favorite Irish idiom: “do one.”
this is basically a way of saying “get fucked,” but it’s deployed as a variant of “fuck off,” or “beat it,” or “scram.”
