blather
on_graditude
unhinged excerpts of excerpts from marina tsvetaeva's diaries during the revolution in moscow from 1917-1922

(i am voraciously searching for any historical signs left in the tea leaves these days in my self_education. any way to divert a violent disaster. but that may just be like trying to plug a broken dam with my finger, futile.)


' i respect people too much to insult them with bought love.

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a relationship is not a value judgement. i am tired of repeating this. from your giving me bread, i have perhaps become kinder, but you have not become more sublime.

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a deed is not a relationship, a relationship is not a value judgement, a value judgement...is not the essence.

essence is intent, audible only to the ear.

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...only selfishness is grateful. only selfishness measures the whole (essence) by the pieces it is given...

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the less we value superficial goods, the more easily we give and take them, and the less grateful we are for them.

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...i am unique under this heaven. walk away and give thanks...

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