Ethics from the Margins


Robbie. 20. NYC. he/him. episcopalian. liberation theology. urban design. shitty punk. dumb stuff.


hifas:

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The World At Large - Modest Mouse
I like songs about drifters, books about the same
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane
Walked on off to another spot
I still haven’t gotten anywhere that I want

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‘Do not forget that a poem, even though it is composed in the language of information, is not used in the language-game of giving information.’
Wittgenstein, Zettel (via saltriverjordan)

yessarahsmiles:

false-catharsis:

Beasts - Saintseneca

"so if god’s own and only kid showed up and wound up dead what’s that say about all this?"

"…are we together alone? or alone and together?"

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superlifehacks:

life hack: when it’s dark out, lie down, and you can usually enter a state of unconsciousness for several hours

Sin, he reflected, is not what it is usually thought to be; it is not to steal and tell lies. Sin is for one man to walk brutally over the life of another and to be quite oblivious of the wounds he has left behind.
Shusaku Endo, Silence (via shortbreadsh)

I do not believe that God has given us this trial to not purpose. I know that the day will come when we will clearly understand why this persecution with all it’s sufferings has been bestowed upon us — for everything that Our Lord does is for our good. And yet, even as I write these words I feel the oppressive weight in my heart of those last stammering words of Kichijiro in the morning of his departure: “Why has Deus Sama imposed this suffering on us?” and then the resentment in those eyes that he turned upon me. “Father”, he had said “what evil have we done?”

I suppose I should simply cast from my mind these meaningless words of the coward; yet why does his plaintive voice pierce my breast with tall the pain of a sharp needle? Why has Our Lord imposed this torture and this persecution on poor Japanese peasants? No, Kichijiro was trying to express something different, something even more sickening. The silence of God. Already twenty years have passed since the persecution broke out; the black soil of Japan has been filled with the lament of so many Christians; the red blood of priests has flowed profusely; the walls of churches have fallen down; and in the face of this terrible and merciless sacrifice offered up to Him, God has remained silent.

—Sushaku Endo, Silence (via shortbreadsh)

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What a country calls its vital economic interests are not the things which enable its citizens to live, but the things which enable it to make war; petrol is much more likely than wheat to be a cause of international conflict. Thus when war is waged it is for the purpose of safe-guarding or increasing one’s capacity to make war. International politics are wholly involved in this vicious cycle. What is called national prestige consists in behaving always in such a way as to demoralize other nations by giving them the impression that, if it comes to war, one would certainly defeat them.
—Simone Weil, “The Power of Words” (1937)
scintillen:

This makes me happy-sad
Worth posting more than 1x

scintillen:

This makes me happy-sad
Worth posting more than 1x

July 29: Mary and Martha of Bethany

dick-of-saint-vick:

Rite I: O God, heavenly Father, whose Son Jesus Christ enjoyed rest and refreshment in the home of Mary and Martha of Bethany: Give us the will to love thee, open our hearts to hear thee, and strengthen our hands to serve thee in others for his sake; who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

Rite II: O God, heavenly Father, your Son Jesus Christ enjoyed rest and refreshment in the home of Mary and Martha of Bethany: Give us the will to love you, open our hearts to hear you, and strengthen our hands to serve you in others for his sake; who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

compos-h-er:

Maria Agata Szymanowska (1789-1831, Poland)

Nocturne in Bb



                                                         
Piano: Sławomir P. Dobrzański

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vjeranski:

Liubov Popova

vjeranski:

Liubov Popova