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I'll Never Write My Memoirs

This book delves into the author's personal reflections on the challenges and complexities of writing memoirs, offering a unique perspective on the creative process and the human experience. more

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Grace Jones
Grace Jones

Grace Jones, born in May 1948, is a renowned Jamaican singer, actress, and model. Known for her unique musical style and iconic fashion image, she is a pioneer in the disco and punk music genres. Grace Jones' musical career began in the 1970s, and she has since blended various musical styles, including disco, funk, rock, and electronic music. Her representative works include 'Nipple Dance', 'She's Lost Control', and 'Private Life'. more

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“In short: all the woo is keeping us from dealing with our poo. Instead of medicating with Marlboros and martinis, we might be doing it with metaphysics and macrobiotics. And unlike boozing it up to drown our pain, the side effects of neurotic psychoanalyzing or forced flexibility are difficult to spot. We don't end up in rehab from too much meditation or therapy -- we just end up in more workshops. Think of that friend you have who has a not-so-loving relationship with her body, but because she eats "health foods" and talks a good "body positive" talk about just wanting to be strong, we cheer her on. But really, she's got self-destructive motivations and a mild eating disorder disguised as a holistic wellness routine. On the surface, positivity and wellness goalkeeping present so nicely that it can be hard to see when healthy actions are hooked to unhealthy ambitions. Like too much of anything, spiritual bypassing can numb us out from our Truth -- which is where the healing answers wait to be found.”

“Then there’s also spiritual gaslighting: the common tendency in conscious and wellness communities to blame oneself and others for not being able to maintain a “high vibration” state and consequently to manifest the life of one’s dreams. If you’re struggling with mental illness, having a crummy day, or stuck in a tough situation in your life—so the thinking goes—then your bad vibes and negative thinking must be the cause. This kind of thinking is yet another reason that I don’t talk about “raising your vibration.” While raising your vibration suggests overriding challenging emotions through forceful positive thinking, raising your voltage is about being fully embodied and present with whatever you are experiencing, and allowing all emotions to flow through without obstruction or suppression.”

“Chicken Roast Puff your plume in anger and fight, cock, delight the owner of knife smear sting with pollen and flap your wings As I said: Twist the arms and keep them bent roll the rug and come down the terrace after disturbed sleep Shoeboots-rifle-whirring bullets-shrieks The aged undertrial in the next cell weeps and wants to go home Liberate me let me go let me go home On its egg in the throne the gallinule doses asphyxiate in dark fight back, cock, die and fight, shout with the dumb Glass splinters on tongue-breast muscles quiver Fishes open their gills and enfog water A piece of finger wrapped in pink paper With eyes covered someone wails in the jailhouse I can't make out if man or woman Keep this eyelash on lefthand palm- and blow off with your breath Fan out snake-hood in mist Cobra's abdomen shivers in the hiss of female urination Deport to crematorium stuffing blood-oozing nose in cottonwool Shoes brickbats and torn pantaloons enlitter the streets I smear my feet with the wave picked up from a stormy sea That is the alphabet I drew on for letters. (Translation of Bengali original 'Murgir Roast')”

“Вялікую радасць перажыў Лабановіч, калі яму прыслалі першы нумар першай беларускай газеты. Ён чытаў і перачытваў кожны артыкул, кожны верш і карэспандэнцыю. Усё гэта было так нова, так нязвыкла. Найбольш сардэчны водгук на зʼяўленне беларускай газеты пачуў ён ад сялян свайго сяла Мікуцічы, куды знарок хадзіў пачытаць людзям напісанае іх простым, родным мужыцкім словам. І сам Лабановіч стаў гарачым і адданым прыхільнікам і прапагандыстам свайго роднага слова, на якім друкавалася газета. Але кожны нумар газеты падпадаў пад рэпрэсіі царскіх чыноўнікаў і цэнзуры. Газету затрымлівалі, штрафавалі, канфіскавалі і, нарэшце, зусім забаранілі, а рэдактара засудзілі на год заключэння ў крэпасць. Замест забароненай пачала выходзіць газета болей памяркоўная, з ліберальна-буржуазным ухілам. Аднак і гэту рахманую газету царскія чыноўнікі заціскалі рознымі прыдзіркамі, прыгняталі штрафамі і белымі плямамі.”