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Sorry to barge in, but was this already discussed? - The Talmud. I've encountered this quote in Julia Cameron's The Artist's Way book. I think LDR mentioned - or alluded to - doing the morning pages, too. You guys think she did The Artist's Way?.. (it's a 12-week "unblocking" program for blocked artists - but really, more than that, it teaches you the process of being an artist. Also, Julia Cameron is a darling and a sweetheart)

Okay, great idea for a thread! Tristia by Osip Mandelstam Once The World Was Perfect by Joy Harjo To Make A Prairie by Emily Dickinson

We stan.

I think it makes sense to look at the cop situation in the context of Lana's strained relationship with her mother. It's like a 16 year old slamming the door of their house yelling "YOU DON"T UNDERSTAND ME!!" at their parents and hopping into a bad boy's car, wind in their hair, feeling like they are the true captains of their life, a real grown-up, not following others' rules anymore. But everything passes, so let's hope our girl grows out of that phase too

The irony of a critic writing about the poet's job being telling people not just about themselves, but the world too, and then failing to see that Lana did *just that*. I am not an american, but I, too, am exhausted from viewing my life as a fulfilment of a social or professional role only, and wonder what is its meaning beyond that - and dabbling in astrology and mythology and sort of earthy metaphysics of everyday to counterbalance the invasive presence of late stage capitalism in my personal life. Also, ever since the let's call them center left middle class circles discovered socialist theory the spaces I occupy have become insufferable. Not them "educating" a minority on the injusticies of the system we live in. It feels like they are doing to allyship what they did to feminism... There is so much money to be made in teaching people how to be "better allies" or, you know, "their gorgeous most unique selves"... So, yeah, I, too, am slowly gravitating to what feels like a radical notion of believing in the good in me, in trusting my self, in being able to see someone else's humanity without outside input and control, and arriving at my own conclusions. And I'm not even touching on the dark matters Lana explored in "Violet..." - which are her personal experiences, but, once again, they resonate with so many people... Then again, the way this critic drops "camp" and "satire" and "americana" left and right in her review reads like she first learned about camp in relation to last year's MET gala, and first learned about Lana in relation to NFR!'s universal critical acclaim. There goes my first post (hi everyone!), and I really planned to write a detailed and thought-out review of "Violet..." for it, but eh not in this fandom