What they don't tell you is that if you drink soda in a friendly and joyful state of mind, all the negative effects, like the high sugar and acidic content, are nullified
art will save you, being unreasonably passionate about something niche will save you, letting past sources of joy show you the way back to yourself will save you, earnestness over composure will save you, the natural world will save you, caring for something bigger than yourself will save you, daring to be seen will save you, kindness not as a whim but a principle will save you, appreciation as a practice will save you, daring to try something new will save you, grounding will save you, love will save you, one good nights sleep will save you
What Evil Means to Us, by C. Fred Alford
i love writing. i hate writing. i have so many ideas & quite literally nothing to say
do the silly thing. if you do not do the silly thing time will pass and it will not be the same silly thing it could have been. it will still be silly, and it will still be yours, but it will not be the same. this is both a blessing and a curse, but so is living; and if you do not do it now when will you? who will? it has to be you, it was always meant for you, waiting for you.
these are forms of media that i frequently associate with december
books
Devotion, Patti Smith
A Spy in the House of Love, Anais Nin
After Dark, Haruki Murakami
The Woman in the Dunes, Kōbō Abe
Sleepless Nights, Elizabeth Hardwick
Untold Night and Day, Bae Suah
Paradais, Fernanda Melchor
articles/essays
Everything Visible Is Empty: Toshio Matsumoto, Stuart Monro-Mousse Magazine
As a city, Hong Kong confounds. The sheer aggressiveness, people jostling for trains or shouting from afar, somehow feels more intimate than unsettling.
A Mexican Novel Conjures a Violent World Tinged With Beauty, Julian Lucas-NYT
(on Hurricane Season by Fernanda Melchor)
Our Doppelgängers, Ourselves, Alan Glynn-Lit Hub
Cannibal Manifesto, Oswald De Andrade
Strange Fruit: the first great protest song, Dorian Lynskey-The Guardian
poetry
The Denial of Death, Louise Glück
Funeral Blues, W.H Auden
A Quiet Poem, Frank O'Hara
Giving Up Smoking, Wendy Cope
I Walked Past a House Where I Lived Once, Yehuda Amichai
Last Curtain, Rabindranath Tagore
Perhaps the World Ends Here, Joy Harjo
New York Movie-how I feel when I look at Edward Hopper paintings
Dinner Party-for dinner parties with friends (this one is collaborative so feel free to add some of your songs as well)
painting-self explanatory; for when I’m painting
dumb luck-a soundtrack to a sapphic art heist movie idea
To Live Forever- a TSH playlist (songs I think fit)
matchbox cars- for driving all around Tokyo with friends (futuristic and retro at the same time)
coming of age- if I made a teen show, this would be the soundtrack
House Arrest- for cleaning the house with a robot version of you
summer- for wasting your days with your small group of friends
mockingbirds- songs I’d listen to when I fake my death
clementines- for laying on your bed, feeling full and complete
sunflowers- based on that Holly Warburton painting
I’m fine