If We Find Ourselves With A Desire That Nothing In This World Can Satisfy, The Most Probable Explanation

Ethel Gabain (French/English, 1883 - 1950): Auxiliary Fire Service Girl, City Fire Station (1940) (via ArtUK)

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Ethel Gabain was born in Le Havre, France, and studied at London’s Slade School of Fine Art and Central School of Arts and Crafts. Known for her portraits of actresses in character roles, Gabain was commissioned to record the effects of the war on Britain. As a war artist, she often portrayed both the physical dangers women faced and women completing tasks traditionally done by men, as with this portrait of an Auxiliary Fire Service (AFS) girl. During the Second World War, women joined the AFS to help minimise the damage after the bombings. Women undertook training but often did not fight the fires. They became watchers, drivers, and managed communication networks and canteen vans. After the war, the majority of the AFS women were discharged or persuaded to retire.

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Tom Perkinson, American. (1940-present)

ways to start feeling again

sit in the sun without anything to do, feel the heat of the rays hit your skin, realize that this sunlight has travelled a very long way to reach you

walk around barefoot and try to feel as much of the ground under your feet as you can, notice every rock and blade of grass

sit quietly for a while and notice the touch of breath in your nostrils, feel how the air gets cooler as you inhale and warmer as you exhale

drive around aimlessly and blast some of your favorite songs, scream/sing along to them and feel the vibrations of your favorite lyrics as they change the air in your throat and around you, feel that the music is healing you from the inside out

stay away from alcohol or drugs for a few days, try to be as aware and present as you can in every moment, stop trying to numb or dull your senses

eat a few meals without any distractions, notice every bite and taste every flavor that covers your tongue, be grateful for it all

look up at the stars and the moon, understand how small we all are and how immense the universe is, realize what a miracle everything is, let your heart swell with amazement and admiration for life itself

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Because here’s something else that’s true. In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshipping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship. And an outstanding reason for choosing some sort of God or spiritual-type thing to worship — be it J.C. or Allah, be it Yahweh or the Wiccan mother-goddess or the Four Noble Truths or some infrangible set of ethical principles — is that pretty much anything else you worship will eat you alive. If you worship money and things — if they are where you tap real meaning in life — then you will never have enough. Never feel you have enough. It’s the truth. Worship your own body and beauty and sexual allure and you will always feel ugly, and when time and age start showing, you will die a million deaths before they finally plant you. On one level, we all know this stuff already — it’s been codified as myths, proverbs, clichés, bromides, epigrams, parables: the skeleton of every great story. The trick is keeping the truth up-front in daily consciousness. Worship power — you will feel weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to keep the fear at bay. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart — you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out. And so on.

David Foster Wallace, This is Water

Catriona Ward answering the question, It can’t possibly be a coincidence that horror fiction and haunted houses have been so popular during the pandemic. What does horror mean in the age of Covid?

Am I really so bad? Am I really so frightening? You've talked to me. You've confided in me. Have I tried to hurt you? It isn't me you're afraid of. What you're afraid of is the unknown.

ROBERT REDFORD as MR. DEATH The Twilight Zone — 3.16 "Nothing in the Dark"

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