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artemisdreaming: . And yet, and yet … Denying temporal succession, denying the self, denying the astronomical universe, are apparent desperations and secret consolations. Our destiny is not frightful by being unreal; it is frightful because it is irreversible and iron-clad. Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire. The world, unfortunately, is real; I, unfortunately, am Borges. . Jorge Luis Borges - Essay: A New Refutation of Time, 1946

artemisdreaming:

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And yet, and yet … Denying temporal succession, denying the self, denying the astronomical universe, are apparent desperations and secret consolations. Our destiny is not frightful by being unreal; it is frightful because it is irreversible and iron-clad. Time is the substance I am made of. Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger which destroys me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire which consumes me, but I am the fire. The world, unfortunately, is real; I, unfortunately, am Borges.

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Jorge Luis Borges - Essay: A New Refutation of Time, 1946

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losangelespast: The Melrose Hotel on Bunker Hill, 1950’s. It was demolished in 1957. From a remarkable series of color photographs of Bunker Hill taken by the actor George Mann before “redevelopment” claimed the many 19th century structures that made up the heart of old downtown Los Angeles.

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The Melrose Hotel on Bunker Hill, 1950’s. It was demolished in 1957. From a remarkable series of color photographs of Bunker Hill taken by the actor George Mann before “redevelopment” claimed the many 19th century structures that made up the heart of old downtown Los Angeles.

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