“You can discard most of the junk that clutters your mind — things that exist only there — and clear out space for yourself: by comprehending the scale of the world; by contemplating infinite time; by thinking of the speed with which things change… the narrow space between our birth and death, the infinite time before, the equally unbounded time that follows.”
— Marcus Aurelius, Meditations (9.32)
Good morning , I can't choose which book to read today
Lucian Black, Luciferian Order
Fritjof Capra, The Tao of Physics
You know. Reading is important. Because I'm like always trying to make every line I write this groundbreaking mindfucking art but like. A book is 90% just saying what happened. "I hugged him around the waist." "The chair was brown and overstuffed." "I woke up alone." Etc etc. Like normal ass lines. I just keep comparing my boring, necessary to set a scene lines, with famous authors' absolute best lines and like.... every line doesn't have to shatter the earth. Sometimes someone just sits in a chair and the lines that wreck you come later, one at a time, here and there. It's alright.