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overherewiththequeers:
personalgremlin:
this makes me want to cry
First of all, “…they were surrounded on all sides by echoes and images of themselves, in a world where image and object had not yet torn themselves apart” is one of the most poetic phrasings I’ve ever heard.
Second, here’s the original source, “What the caves are trying to tell us” by Sam Kriss.
Third, the original opens with: “Every so often, I get the urge to drag someone into a cave, and show them something unspeakable.”
I had another point, but it got lost in the artful prose of this article.
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overherewiththequeers:
personalgremlin:
this makes me want to cry
First of all, “…they were surrounded on all sides by echoes and images of themselves, in a world where image and object had not yet torn themselves apart” is one of the most poetic phrasings I’ve ever heard.
Second, here’s the original source, “What the caves are trying to tell us” by Sam Kriss.
Third, the original opens with: “Every so often, I get the urge to drag someone into a cave, and show them something unspeakable.”
I had another point, but it got lost in the artful prose of this article.
(Your picture was not posted)
