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A deleted page leaves a world that looks complete. The thing becomes something that was never written, and you become someone who never read it. Memory lives in the record, and the record sits on machines owned by strangers. Whoever holds the machines holds what happened. A society builds... its idea of itself out of what happened, then writes its laws from that idea. The people who administer those machines are editing reality, because there is no other reality available to a species that thinks in records. What you call the past is a rendering, and someone else owns the engine. Treat every settled fact as a claim with a source you have not checked. Notice when you believe something because you saw it once rather than because you kept it. A man who remembers where his knowledge came from is harder to govern.show more

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Wm L Jarrett2 months ago

@Rothmus @theinforights Deep thoughts and very well written !

Eureka Morrison2 months ago

@theinforights All of the research I've ever done on various projects of mine is downloaded, link to source inserted and saved to various categories and subs etc. Then backed up securing recovery if needed. Would love to print it all out on some non-perishable material.

Trillion $ speech2 months ago

@theinforights the living human carries a record too inside their brain.. that either they kill, dies or dies with them.

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78,143 views • 3 months ago

Your faith was forged in people who would rather be exterminated than assimilated. A soft version of it, eager to be liked and desperate to fit in, is not the thing they died to hand you. So stop striving to be liked. Stop angling to be loved by a world that drove your fathers into the snow. That world would think no better of the gospel today than it did in 1838. Stop trying to file down every peculiar and glorious edge of the Restoration until the world finally finds you acceptable. It never will. And the wanting of its approval is the slow death of everything your people bled to preserve. I am thinking of the proclamation on the family, and of how many have quietly gone looking for a way around it. Some say it aloud now. Some march under the world's Pride banners and tell themselves it is only love. They have done the quiet arithmetic and concluded that if they give the world this one doctrine, the world will finally stop hating them, finally let them belong, finally call them good. It does not work that way. It has never once worked that way. Understand what the world actually hates, because it is not a single teaching about marriage that it cannot abide. It is the claim. It is the unbearable, scandalous claim that the keys of the priesthood were restored to the earth, that there is a prophet who speaks for God, that this and no other is the authorized house of the Lord. That is the offense. That is what it cannot forgive. You could surrender every doctrine the world finds distasteful, one after another, and you would not buy a single hour of peace, because the thing it objects to is not your position on this or that. It is that you claim to hold the authority of heaven, and it intends to see that claim humbled. The doctrine is only the doorway it is pushing on. The house is what it wants. Embrace the truth. Embrace the battle that has always come with it, because there has always been a battle, and there is one now. It is the oldest war there is, good against evil, light against the dark, and you were born onto its field whether you wished to be or not. You did not inherit a museum. You inherited a war, and a banner, and a people who never once surrendered it. You are a Mormon. The blood of the persecuted is in you, and the truth they died for is in your hands. You are not tourists. You are not spectators. You are the heirs of warriors, and the line they held is now yours to hold. So plant your feet on the ground they bled for. Lift the banner they would not drop.

Your faith was forged in people who would rather be exterminated than assimilated. A soft version of it, eager to be liked and desperate to fit in, is not the thing they died to hand you. So stop striving to be liked. Stop angling to be loved by a world that drove your fathers into the snow. That world would think no better of the gospel today than it did in 1838. Stop trying to file down every peculiar and glorious edge of the Restoration until the world finally finds you acceptable. It never will. And the wanting of its approval is the slow death of everything your people bled to preserve. I am thinking of the proclamation on the family, and of how many have quietly gone looking for a way around it. Some say it aloud now. Some march under the world's Pride banners and tell themselves it is only love. They have done the quiet arithmetic and concluded that if they give the world this one doctrine, the world will finally stop hating them, finally let them belong, finally call them good. It does not work that way. It has never once worked that way. Understand what the world actually hates, because it is not a single teaching about marriage that it cannot abide. It is the claim. It is the unbearable, scandalous claim that the keys of the priesthood were restored to the earth, that there is a prophet who speaks for God, that this and no other is the authorized house of the Lord. That is the offense. That is what it cannot forgive. You could surrender every doctrine the world finds distasteful, one after another, and you would not buy a single hour of peace, because the thing it objects to is not your position on this or that. It is that you claim to hold the authority of heaven, and it intends to see that claim humbled. The doctrine is only the doorway it is pushing on. The house is what it wants. Embrace the truth. Embrace the battle that has always come with it, because there has always been a battle, and there is one now. It is the oldest war there is, good against evil, light against the dark, and you were born onto its field whether you wished to be or not. You did not inherit a museum. You inherited a war, and a banner, and a people who never once surrendered it. You are a Mormon. The blood of the persecuted is in you, and the truth they died for is in your hands. You are not tourists. You are not spectators. You are the heirs of warriors, and the line they held is now yours to hold. So plant your feet on the ground they bled for. Lift the banner they would not drop.

Kirk Rollins

30,673 views • 3 months ago

“When people were saying in the testimony, that the hope they have is that what happened here 30 something years ago will never happen again. It won’t, not because those who were responsible for that dark past will not try again or are not even trying now again. It will not happen again just because there will be people who will stand up and fight. It’s not because there are fewer people who wish for us to perish or who would have wished for this country to disappear. How can people accept that? What kind of people do not stand up and fight? There is a risk of dying when you stand up and fight but if you don’t, it’s a sure thing: you are going to die. So why don’t I try to stand up and fight with the chance that I might survive and live life as I want it, instead of giving up and you let people treat you as if for you to live, it is a favour that they are going to do for you. Why? But my message goes to other Africans who live like this on a daily basis, who are dehumanized and they accept it and they beg. I can't beg to live. I can't beg anybody. We’ll fight, If I lose, I lose. But there is a chance. There is a chance, a significant chance, that if you stand up and fight, you will live. And you will have lived a dignified life that you deserve, that anybody else deserves." President Kagame | #Kwibuka31

“When people were saying in the testimony, that the hope they have is that what happened here 30 something years ago will never happen again. It won’t, not because those who were responsible for that dark past will not try again or are not even trying now again. It will not happen again just because there will be people who will stand up and fight. It’s not because there are fewer people who wish for us to perish or who would have wished for this country to disappear. How can people accept that? What kind of people do not stand up and fight? There is a risk of dying when you stand up and fight but if you don’t, it’s a sure thing: you are going to die. So why don’t I try to stand up and fight with the chance that I might survive and live life as I want it, instead of giving up and you let people treat you as if for you to live, it is a favour that they are going to do for you. Why? But my message goes to other Africans who live like this on a daily basis, who are dehumanized and they accept it and they beg. I can't beg to live. I can't beg anybody. We’ll fight, If I lose, I lose. But there is a chance. There is a chance, a significant chance, that if you stand up and fight, you will live. And you will have lived a dignified life that you deserve, that anybody else deserves." President Kagame | #Kwibuka31

Presidency | Rwanda

47,123 views • 1 year ago

Piers Morgan asks a great question. If you sleep with thousands of women and are doing lots of drugs, how do you remember what happened? “The reason I remember is because I remember because I was there because I was present and because the whole thing was very live and alive. I have a good, I have a good memory.” “That’s not generally the complexion. In the variation from that generality there are other indicators that make it clear that my memory is reliable” Word salad comes to mind.

Piers Morgan asks a great question. If you sleep with thousands of women and are doing lots of drugs, how do you remember what happened? “The reason I remember is because I remember because I was there because I was present and because the whole thing was very live and alive. I have a good, I have a good memory.” “That’s not generally the complexion. In the variation from that generality there are other indicators that make it clear that my memory is reliable” Word salad comes to mind.

🦅 AlaskaBird (anti-commie)🇺🇸

171,026 views • 5 months ago

Jordan Peterson says the ability to think and speak clearly is a superpower. It's the one skill that makes every other skill usable, and hardly anyone builds it on purpose: 1. There is nothing more powerful than someone who is articulate and can think and speak. Peterson means power in the best sense: authority, influence, respectability, competence. All of it flows from a single capacity, the ability to formulate what you actually mean. Master that and you have leverage over almost everything else in your life. 2. Your highest skill is found in articulated speech. That is the thing worth crafting. Not a credential, not a résumé line, not a job title. The capacity to think clearly and say what you think, precisely, sits above every other skill because it makes every other skill usable. 3. If you master formulating your arguments, you win everything. And here's the part that surprises people. It isn't a zero-sum win. When you win that way, everyone around you wins too, because a person who can articulate reality clearly shines a light on the whole world. 4. The way you build it is simple to describe. Learn to think, learn to speak, learn to read. Peterson says the obviousness of it is what baffles him. People hear it and say, really, I could do that? And the answer is yes, really. It is not complicated, it is just rarely done deliberately. 5. You do it by surrounding yourself with people who were articulate beyond comprehension. Every serious thinker who ever lived left their best work sitting on a shelf, available to you, for almost nothing. That access is the entire opportunity, and most people walk straight past it their whole lives. 6. Chasing a job, or a raise, or a credential is a pathetically small target. Peterson is blunt about it. Those are the reasons everyone gives for getting educated, and they miss the actual point entirely. They aren't wrong so much as they are far too small for what's actually on offer. 7. If you're ever handed a window of freedom, it is the rarest thing you'll get, so use it. A stretch of time where you have both a respectable identity and real freedom at once is genuinely rare and almost impossible to reconstruct later. Most people get one and squander it. Whenever you get it, that is when you build the skill. 8. Understand what was required to make this possible for you. The books, the institutions, thousands of years of accumulated knowledge, all of it exists so that you can walk in and manifest what you're actually capable of. Peterson's framing is that everyone is quietly hoping you'll use it rather than waste it. 9. Transform yourself into something articulate, grounded in history, knowledgeable, and wise, and you can do anything you want. And if you have any sense, what you'll want to do is good, because there is nothing more compelling, more meaningful, or more useful against the tragedy of life than to struggle with everything you have on behalf of the good.

Jordan Peterson says the ability to think and speak clearly is a superpower. It's the one skill that makes every other skill usable, and hardly anyone builds it on purpose: 1. There is nothing more powerful than someone who is articulate and can think and speak. Peterson means power in the best sense: authority, influence, respectability, competence. All of it flows from a single capacity, the ability to formulate what you actually mean. Master that and you have leverage over almost everything else in your life. 2. Your highest skill is found in articulated speech. That is the thing worth crafting. Not a credential, not a résumé line, not a job title. The capacity to think clearly and say what you think, precisely, sits above every other skill because it makes every other skill usable. 3. If you master formulating your arguments, you win everything. And here's the part that surprises people. It isn't a zero-sum win. When you win that way, everyone around you wins too, because a person who can articulate reality clearly shines a light on the whole world. 4. The way you build it is simple to describe. Learn to think, learn to speak, learn to read. Peterson says the obviousness of it is what baffles him. People hear it and say, really, I could do that? And the answer is yes, really. It is not complicated, it is just rarely done deliberately. 5. You do it by surrounding yourself with people who were articulate beyond comprehension. Every serious thinker who ever lived left their best work sitting on a shelf, available to you, for almost nothing. That access is the entire opportunity, and most people walk straight past it their whole lives. 6. Chasing a job, or a raise, or a credential is a pathetically small target. Peterson is blunt about it. Those are the reasons everyone gives for getting educated, and they miss the actual point entirely. They aren't wrong so much as they are far too small for what's actually on offer. 7. If you're ever handed a window of freedom, it is the rarest thing you'll get, so use it. A stretch of time where you have both a respectable identity and real freedom at once is genuinely rare and almost impossible to reconstruct later. Most people get one and squander it. Whenever you get it, that is when you build the skill. 8. Understand what was required to make this possible for you. The books, the institutions, thousands of years of accumulated knowledge, all of it exists so that you can walk in and manifest what you're actually capable of. Peterson's framing is that everyone is quietly hoping you'll use it rather than waste it. 9. Transform yourself into something articulate, grounded in history, knowledgeable, and wise, and you can do anything you want. And if you have any sense, what you'll want to do is good, because there is nothing more compelling, more meaningful, or more useful against the tragedy of life than to struggle with everything you have on behalf of the good.

Jaynit

30,822 views • 2 months ago

A soul tie is what happens when a physical and emotional connection creates a bond with someone outside of a holy covenant. When the relationship ends, the connection does not automatically go with it. You pray it back: call every part of yourself you gave away back into position, and release every part of them that attached to you. People confess it, pray it, and something physically breaks loose. That is not strange. That is just the soul being untangled from what was never supposed to stick.

A soul tie is what happens when a physical and emotional connection creates a bond with someone outside of a holy covenant. When the relationship ends, the connection does not automatically go with it. You pray it back: call every part of yourself you gave away back into position, and release every part of them that attached to you. People confess it, pray it, and something physically breaks loose. That is not strange. That is just the soul being untangled from what was never supposed to stick.

Lance Wallnau

19,110 views • 2 months ago

Great literature is not entertaining. It is shocking. You read it and you are shaken in a way you never forget. It forces you to reorientate your worldview. To better understand who you are. Your place in the world. That is what separates great writing from everything else. Not the words. The shock.

Great literature is not entertaining. It is shocking. You read it and you are shaken in a way you never forget. It forces you to reorientate your worldview. To better understand who you are. Your place in the world. That is what separates great writing from everything else. Not the words. The shock.

Predictive History

11,908 views • 2 months ago

The Yazidis are really starting to annoy me. To begin with, the people who liberated you, protected your honor, and welcomed you were the Kurds. Instead of thanking them, you belittle them?! This Yazidi claims that there is no Kurdish language and that it is actually the Êzdikî language. He also says that the original Kurds were Yazidis because the religion of the Kurds before Islam was Yazidism. (This narrative was promoted by the PKK.) He also claims that “we are older than the Kurds,” which is a lie. First, it is called the Kurdish language, and the Kurds have been mentioned for thousands of years, whereas the idea of a Yazidi nationality was established by the PKK in 2014 after what they call the “liberation.” No historical book has ever described the Yazidis as a nationality, and there was no one in the world a hundred years ago whose ethnicity was “Yazidi.” Second, the religion of the Kurds before Islam was Zoroastrianism, Yazdanism, or Christianity. There was no such thing as a religion called Yazidism at that time. Third, the Yazidi religion is originally a religion that deviated from Islam. They are followers of Adi ibn Musafir, the Arab Sunni Umayyad, who was praised by Ibn Taymiyyah. The tomb of Adi (Sheikh Adi) is located in Lalish today, and the Yazidis worship it. Fourth, when a Kurd calls you Kurds, it is because he loves you and sympathizes with you because of what happened to you. Otherwise, your entire sect is of no benefit to the Kurds. Finally, Sinjar is Kurdish and will remain Kurdish. People of other national identities will be expelled from it. And let me remind you that the backbone of Kurdish nationalism has always been, and still is, the Sunni Kurds, who are deeply devoted to the Kurdish nation.

The Yazidis are really starting to annoy me. To begin with, the people who liberated you, protected your honor, and welcomed you were the Kurds. Instead of thanking them, you belittle them?! This Yazidi claims that there is no Kurdish language and that it is actually the Êzdikî language. He also says that the original Kurds were Yazidis because the religion of the Kurds before Islam was Yazidism. (This narrative was promoted by the PKK.) He also claims that “we are older than the Kurds,” which is a lie. First, it is called the Kurdish language, and the Kurds have been mentioned for thousands of years, whereas the idea of a Yazidi nationality was established by the PKK in 2014 after what they call the “liberation.” No historical book has ever described the Yazidis as a nationality, and there was no one in the world a hundred years ago whose ethnicity was “Yazidi.” Second, the religion of the Kurds before Islam was Zoroastrianism, Yazdanism, or Christianity. There was no such thing as a religion called Yazidism at that time. Third, the Yazidi religion is originally a religion that deviated from Islam. They are followers of Adi ibn Musafir, the Arab Sunni Umayyad, who was praised by Ibn Taymiyyah. The tomb of Adi (Sheikh Adi) is located in Lalish today, and the Yazidis worship it. Fourth, when a Kurd calls you Kurds, it is because he loves you and sympathizes with you because of what happened to you. Otherwise, your entire sect is of no benefit to the Kurds. Finally, Sinjar is Kurdish and will remain Kurdish. People of other national identities will be expelled from it. And let me remind you that the backbone of Kurdish nationalism has always been, and still is, the Sunni Kurds, who are deeply devoted to the Kurdish nation.

لوند ⛰️

23,570 views • 1 month ago

My God fancy going to Auschwitz the place where over a million people were murdered and the thing that stays with you is that they don’t do oat milk or decaf. You stand on ground soaked in that history. You walk past the barracks, the ramp, the ruins of the gas chambers. And what you film, what you caption, what you tell the internet is: the smoothie was watery, the lemonade tasted off, two drinks cost nine quid, and it’s all a bit of a money-making scheme. That is not a small lapse in manners. That is a complete failure to understand where you are. This is not a visitor centre with a dark theme. It is a grave. The café exists so people who spend hours there can drink water. It is not the point of the visit. The point is memory. The point is that human beings did this to other human beings, and we are supposed to leave different than we arrived. If the absence of alternative milk is the story you take home, you did not visit Auschwitz. You just happened to be standing on it. Here’s a tip for you two….Read the room. Show some respect. Some places are not content.

My God fancy going to Auschwitz the place where over a million people were murdered and the thing that stays with you is that they don’t do oat milk or decaf. You stand on ground soaked in that history. You walk past the barracks, the ramp, the ruins of the gas chambers. And what you film, what you caption, what you tell the internet is: the smoothie was watery, the lemonade tasted off, two drinks cost nine quid, and it’s all a bit of a money-making scheme. That is not a small lapse in manners. That is a complete failure to understand where you are. This is not a visitor centre with a dark theme. It is a grave. The café exists so people who spend hours there can drink water. It is not the point of the visit. The point is memory. The point is that human beings did this to other human beings, and we are supposed to leave different than we arrived. If the absence of alternative milk is the story you take home, you did not visit Auschwitz. You just happened to be standing on it. Here’s a tip for you two….Read the room. Show some respect. Some places are not content.

Benonwine

32,793 views • 8 days ago

Johnson Sakaja: There is no hospital in Nairobi that should claim it has no medicine. We have the equipment and machines. The problem is the weakest link—individuals who, because of corruption, tell patients that medicines are unavailable or that machines are not working, then refer them to other facilities so that they can get a cut

Johnson Sakaja: There is no hospital in Nairobi that should claim it has no medicine. We have the equipment and machines. The problem is the weakest link—individuals who, because of corruption, tell patients that medicines are unavailable or that machines are not working, then refer them to other facilities so that they can get a cut

Citizen TV Kenya

17,398 views • 1 month ago

FOR THOSE WHO ARE CONFUSED… We experience TIME as a straight line, one moment after another, PAST TO PRESENT TO FUTURE. But that is only how it appears from inside the system. Beings in higher dimensions, what some call “ORACLES” OR “GODS,” do not experience time like this. They do not move through it. They observe it in its entirety. A closer analogy would be CHANNELS ON A SCREEN. What is playing on FOX and what is playing on CBS is not separate in existence, it is only separated by perspective. Both are happening at the same time, fully active, fully real. In the same way, what we call 1950 and what we call 2004 are not distant points moving away from each other. They are both present within the same total field of reality. From that level of awareness, nothing is being “waited on.” There is NO DELAY. There is only ACCESS. A shift of perception is all that is needed, like changing the channel. So if everything exists at once, then your FUTURE is not something that is coming toward you. It is something that already exists. The version of you 20 YEARS FROM NOW is already there. You have already CHOSEN THAT PATH, you have already GONE THROUGH WHAT COMES WITH IT, you have already LIVED THROUGH IT ALL. And what you are doing now is not creating it. You are MOVING THROUGH IT. Slowly remembering why you are there at all.

FOR THOSE WHO ARE CONFUSED… We experience TIME as a straight line, one moment after another, PAST TO PRESENT TO FUTURE. But that is only how it appears from inside the system. Beings in higher dimensions, what some call “ORACLES” OR “GODS,” do not experience time like this. They do not move through it. They observe it in its entirety. A closer analogy would be CHANNELS ON A SCREEN. What is playing on FOX and what is playing on CBS is not separate in existence, it is only separated by perspective. Both are happening at the same time, fully active, fully real. In the same way, what we call 1950 and what we call 2004 are not distant points moving away from each other. They are both present within the same total field of reality. From that level of awareness, nothing is being “waited on.” There is NO DELAY. There is only ACCESS. A shift of perception is all that is needed, like changing the channel. So if everything exists at once, then your FUTURE is not something that is coming toward you. It is something that already exists. The version of you 20 YEARS FROM NOW is already there. You have already CHOSEN THAT PATH, you have already GONE THROUGH WHAT COMES WITH IT, you have already LIVED THROUGH IT ALL. And what you are doing now is not creating it. You are MOVING THROUGH IT. Slowly remembering why you are there at all.

THE VOICE 🌹 🗣🎙🇺🇸🦅🌎⚓💜♠️CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS

40,362 views • 3 months ago

Elon Musk just proved that ownership in America is a legal fiction. Musk: “You get taxed on what you earn, you get taxed on what you buy, and you get taxed on what you own.” Think about what property tax actually means. You worked for decades. Paid it off in full. The deed is in your name. Stop paying the government its annual fee. Watch them take it and sell it to someone who will. You never owned that house. You were leasing it from an entity you never signed a contract with. Income tax tells the same truth in softer packaging. The government does not take a portion of your earnings. They decide how much of your own labor you are permitted to keep. That is not semantics. It is a confession of who the system believes your time belongs to first. Sales tax buries itself in the receipt. Two people exchange value voluntarily. A third party who contributed nothing takes a cut simply for allowing it to happen. Now stack all three. Taxed when you create. Taxed when you spend. Taxed when you hold. Taxed again when you die and try to pass it to your children. At no point in that cycle does the system recognize your output as yours. Because money is not an abstraction. It is crystallized human lifespan. Every dollar taxed is an hour you already lived, already bled for, already gone. The state is not managing an economy. It is claiming dominion over time you will never get back. And spending it on systems you never asked for and actively oppose. The institution extracting all of it faces zero obligation to perform. A contractor who delivers nothing gets fired. A bureaucracy that burns through trillions gets a budget increase the next fiscal year. SpaceX pays taxes to the agencies that obstruct its launches. Tesla funds the regulators drafting rules to shield its competitors. The builders are not subsidizing government. They are financing their own friction. The tax code is 74,000 pages long. Not because the economy demands it. Because the extraction had to be buried in enough complexity that you would stop asking who it was designed to protect. The past belonged to the people who taxed the world. The future belongs to the people who build it.

Elon Musk just proved that ownership in America is a legal fiction. Musk: “You get taxed on what you earn, you get taxed on what you buy, and you get taxed on what you own.” Think about what property tax actually means. You worked for decades. Paid it off in full. The deed is in your name. Stop paying the government its annual fee. Watch them take it and sell it to someone who will. You never owned that house. You were leasing it from an entity you never signed a contract with. Income tax tells the same truth in softer packaging. The government does not take a portion of your earnings. They decide how much of your own labor you are permitted to keep. That is not semantics. It is a confession of who the system believes your time belongs to first. Sales tax buries itself in the receipt. Two people exchange value voluntarily. A third party who contributed nothing takes a cut simply for allowing it to happen. Now stack all three. Taxed when you create. Taxed when you spend. Taxed when you hold. Taxed again when you die and try to pass it to your children. At no point in that cycle does the system recognize your output as yours. Because money is not an abstraction. It is crystallized human lifespan. Every dollar taxed is an hour you already lived, already bled for, already gone. The state is not managing an economy. It is claiming dominion over time you will never get back. And spending it on systems you never asked for and actively oppose. The institution extracting all of it faces zero obligation to perform. A contractor who delivers nothing gets fired. A bureaucracy that burns through trillions gets a budget increase the next fiscal year. SpaceX pays taxes to the agencies that obstruct its launches. Tesla funds the regulators drafting rules to shield its competitors. The builders are not subsidizing government. They are financing their own friction. The tax code is 74,000 pages long. Not because the economy demands it. Because the extraction had to be buried in enough complexity that you would stop asking who it was designed to protect. The past belonged to the people who taxed the world. The future belongs to the people who build it.

Dustin

630,998 views • 3 months ago

The best ever definition of ‘focus’ — lessons learned by Jony Ive from Steve Jobs: “What focus means is saying ‘no’ to something that you believe with every bone in your body is a phenomenal idea. You wake up thinking about it, but you say ‘no’ to it because you’re focusing on something else.”

The best ever definition of ‘focus’ — lessons learned by Jony Ive from Steve Jobs: “What focus means is saying ‘no’ to something that you believe with every bone in your body is a phenomenal idea. You wake up thinking about it, but you say ‘no’ to it because you’re focusing on something else.”

Vala Afshar

34,576 views • 8 months ago

“Every work of art is a product of an intuition, because the artist saw something that everyone else had seen a million times before, but saw something new in it. So, when you're looking at an artwork, surrender yourself to not getting an explanation from it, but seeing what is unique, new, or surprising about it. That challenging, because most people seek to understand a work of art, but instead you want to experience it the way you would as a child; that is, you embrace the fact that you don't understand what's happening. Then you can lean into the parts that you understand the least.” -Angus Fletcher, Professor of Story Science

“Every work of art is a product of an intuition, because the artist saw something that everyone else had seen a million times before, but saw something new in it. So, when you're looking at an artwork, surrender yourself to not getting an explanation from it, but seeing what is unique, new, or surprising about it. That challenging, because most people seek to understand a work of art, but instead you want to experience it the way you would as a child; that is, you embrace the fact that you don't understand what's happening. Then you can lean into the parts that you understand the least.” -Angus Fletcher, Professor of Story Science

Tetragrammaton

61,599 views • 2 months ago