"Love Doesn't Conquer Everything. And Whoever Thinks It Does Is A Fool."

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leonard cohen, take this longing

Nanjing and Hangzhou by 木白-文

It’s kinda beautiful how humans are drawn to tragedies. That for thousands of years people have gathered to hear the stories of humanity battling fate, the stars, the gods, itself. Fighting and failing with the idea that, despite the tragedy of it all, there is always something worth fighting for. That there is something to be learned in the debris. That sometimes humanity falls and other times it rises. Though never without a fight. And maybe the tragedy is simply that one must fight to live, and fighting rarely ends without scars. So we tell the stories of our scars to make others feel less alone in their own. That humanity can share in the collective experience of suffering. To let each other know that our stories have worth no matter the outcome. They deserve to be told. There’s tragedy in everything. That doesn’t mean you stop fighting. Stop living. Stop loving. And that hope has transcended time. Which is a tragedy in itself.

Find what you love and let it kill you.

- Charles Bukowski

beloved is such a good endearment. it’s like so intensely loving, so tender, so succinct & to-the-point. beloved! one who is much loved (by me!)

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The Last Days of Disco (Whit Stillman, 1998)