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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>I’m a 20 year-old medical student who spends too much time mostly reblogging things.</description><title>Entropy, etc.</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @alsochaotic)</generator><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a..."</title><description>“Above all, don’t lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;The Brothers Karamazov (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://iluminacje.tumblr.com/"&gt;iluminacje&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/49082456345</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/49082456345</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Apr 2013 19:08:31 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Something within her refused to grow. Something endless, eternal. Something bold. Something..."</title><description>“Something within her refused to grow. Something endless, eternal. Something bold. Something warrior-like. She looked up at the stars, she could feel, she felt as if she could pluck them one by one and send them spinning into the world, like small beautiful elastic mercurial weapons. Now too, the time is coming.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/03/07/patti-smith-reads-virginia-woolf/"&gt;Patti Smith’s beautiful tribute&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://exp.lore.com/tagged/virginia-woolf"&gt;Virginia Woolf&lt;/a&gt;, who took her own life on March 28, 1941. (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://exp.lore.com/"&gt;explore-blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46824881298</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46824881298</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 12:48:31 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>literaryjukebox:


Nothing is easier and more stultifying than...</title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_46799991414" src="http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46799991414/audio_player_iframe/alsochaotic/tumblr_mkj6seTKU01rci7b1?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Falsochaotic%2F46799991414%2Ftumblr_mkj6seTKU01rci7b1" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://literaryjukebox.brainpickings.org/post/46762085278"&gt;literaryjukebox&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Nothing is easier and more stultifying than to make rules which exist out of touch with facts, in a vacuum.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virginia Woolf&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/03/06/virginia-woolf-how-should-one-read-a-book/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“How Should One Read a Book?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song:&lt;/strong&gt; “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” by &lt;strong&gt;Patti Smith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="buy"&gt;&lt;a href="https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/twelve/id251014116"&gt;iTunes&lt;/a&gt; :: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Twelve-Patti-Smith/dp/B00138H5SS/?tag=ljbox-20"&gt;Amazon&lt;/a&gt; :: &lt;a href="http://www.brainpickings.org"&gt;Back to &lt;em&gt;Brain Pickings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46799991414</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46799991414</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Apr 2013 07:39:11 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>bofransson:

Willows in Snow Emile Nolde - 1907-1908
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/fa4fb9ef2a267438f19127eeed72a8d6/tumblr_mk4721Q7rg1ru2qa4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://bofransson.tumblr.com/post/46067963363/willows-in-snow-emile-nolde-1907-1908"&gt;bofransson&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Willows in Snow &lt;strong&gt;Emile Nolde&lt;/strong&gt; - 1907-1908&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46110302595</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46110302595</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Mar 2013 07:01:40 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day..."</title><description>“This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,&lt;br/&gt;
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,&lt;br/&gt;
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes&lt;br/&gt;
        thou lovest best.&lt;br/&gt;
Night, sleep, death and the stars.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Walt Whitman, A Clear Midnight (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://insipidexpectations.tumblr.com/"&gt;insipidexpectations&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46110218747</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46110218747</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Mar 2013 07:00:38 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>nevver:

I want! I want! — William Blake
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5c5aa730e6ecdfa399fbc32857541cd9/tumblr_mj5gkunP0X1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thisisnthappiness.com/post/44553506831/i-want-i-want-william-blake"&gt;nevver&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want! I want!&lt;/em&gt; — &lt;a href="http://biblioklept.org/2013/03/04/i-want-i-want-william-blake/"&gt;William Blake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46110028379</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/46110028379</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Mar 2013 06:58:06 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"We can’t begin being empathetic when another person arrives. We have to already have made a space in..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;We can’t begin being empathetic when another person arrives. We have to already have made a space in our lives where empathy can thrive. And that means being open—truly open—to feeling emotions we may not want to feel. It means allowing another’s experiences to gut us. It means ceding control.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Empathy begins with vulnerability. And being vulnerable, especially in our work, is fucking terrifying.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara Wachter-Boettcher&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://the-pastry-box-project.net/sara-wachter-boettcher/2013-march-2013/"&gt;on empathy&lt;/a&gt;. Complement with Brenè Brown on why &lt;a href="http://literaryjukebox.brainpickings.org/post/32249091174"&gt;vulnerability is the birthplace of love, belonging, joy, courage, empathy&lt;/a&gt;, and just about everything that matters. (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://exp.lore.com/"&gt;explore-blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45907894959</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45907894959</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Mar 2013 19:49:34 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>etsy:

Brooke Schmidt’s lovely pieced poems, made from words cut...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/20a8c569cb196ac3ae38ba9f861cd632/tumblr_mjo0nqgWtY1qzrqbao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/66a9c5efab9cb3358601f07415bc6985/tumblr_mjo0nqgWtY1qzrqbao3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/b409947d2987da4fd8aafd80be09a804/tumblr_mjo0nqgWtY1qzrqbao2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/94e5d3140dd2b62114ce560430a88d3d/tumblr_mjo0nqgWtY1qzrqbao4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://etsy.tumblr.com/post/45418210826/brooke-schmidts-lovely-pieced-poems-made-from"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/BrookeSchmidt?section_id=12643037?utm_source=Tumblr&amp;utm_medium=Internal&amp;utm_campaign=Merch"&gt;Brooke Schmidt’s lovely pieced poems, made from words cut from old books.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45420495946</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45420495946</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 22:56:15 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5ae5ba28cda780987abba766f8030b68/tumblr_mgrd83HE2i1reu8dno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45413408264</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45413408264</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 19:29:41 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"I feel numb and dumb, and unable to lay hands on any words."</title><description>“I feel numb and dumb, and unable to lay hands on any words.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sylvia Plath, &lt;em&gt;The Unabridged Journals&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://c-ovet.tumblr.com/"&gt;c-ovet&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45190437752</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45190437752</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 22:48:30 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>aseaofquotes:

Patricia A. McKillip, Solstice Wood
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/c2818c098acd31be377e55249476366f/tumblr_mjgknlsYsq1r46fnpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://www.aseaofquotes.com/post/45181360046/patricia-a-mckillip-solstice-wood"&gt;aseaofquotes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Patricia A. McKillip, &lt;em&gt;Solstice Wood&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45182152522</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45182152522</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 18:31:41 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"No existence can be validly fulfilled if it is limited to itself."</title><description>“No existence can be validly fulfilled if it is limited to itself.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Simone de Beauvoir, &lt;em&gt;The Ethics Of Ambiguity&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fuckyeahexistentialism.tumblr.com/"&gt;fuckyeahexistentialism&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45144057591</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45144057591</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Mar 2013 07:17:05 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"I’m the lonely voyager standing on deck, and she’s the sea. The sky is a blanket of gray, merging..."</title><description>“I’m the lonely voyager standing on deck, and she’s the sea. The sky is a blanket of gray, merging with the gray sea off on the horozon. It’s hard to tell the difference between sea and sky. Between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kafka on the Shore &lt;/em&gt;by Haruki Murakami&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://oh-papillon.tumblr.com/"&gt;oh-papillon&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45108662972</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45108662972</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Mar 2013 21:55:08 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>apoetreflects:

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://apoetreflects.tumblr.com/post/45011001293/it-is-the-time-you-have-wasted-for-your-rose-that"&gt;apoetreflects&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;—Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;em&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/em&gt; (Reynal &amp;amp; Hitchcock, 1943)&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45020396073</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45020396073</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 21:08:12 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>nevver:

The Pathology of Nowhere, Federico Infante
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/54c453f99048420e9305fabfc298fe49/tumblr_mjeylbg5yB1qz6f9yo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Federico Infante&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/1687bc1eaca28c6e2af17b907eeace77/tumblr_mjeylbg5yB1qz6f9yo5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Federico Infante&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/38254b5481e651be9fc4bde412a4a0ad/tumblr_mjeylbg5yB1qz6f9yo4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Federico Infante&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/0c4971ce8e9fcc50a495be2f104f7c31/tumblr_mjeylbg5yB1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Federico Infante&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://thisisnthappiness.com/post/44970117776/the-pathology-of-nowhere-federico-infante"&gt;nevver&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The Pathology of Nowhere, &lt;a href="http://www.federicoinfante.com/From-The-Pathology-of-Nowhere-series"&gt;Federico Infante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45013338163</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45013338163</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 17:36:27 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Where, where is that place—I carry it in my heart—,
where the weights are still heavy."</title><description>“Where, &lt;i&gt;where&lt;/i&gt; is that place—I carry it in my heart—,&lt;br/&gt;
where the weights are still heavy.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Rainer Maria Rilke, adapted from “The Fifth Elegy”, in &lt;em&gt;Duino Elegies, &lt;/em&gt;translated by Edward Snow (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://growing-orbits.tumblr.com/"&gt;growing-orbits&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45008140765</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/45008140765</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 15:12:41 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of..."</title><description>“In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Anaïs Nin, Children of the Albatross (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://insipidexpectations.tumblr.com/"&gt;insipidexpectations&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44999498742</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44999498742</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 12:48:25 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into..."</title><description>““People are all over the world telling their one dramatic story and how their life has turned into getting over this one event. Now their lives are more about the past than their future.””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;Chuck Palahniuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invisible Monsters&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://creatingaquietmind.tumblr.com/"&gt;creatingaquietmind&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44989127560</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44989127560</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Mar 2013 10:24:26 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>hellanne:

Books (by nicoyangjie)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpkngljo5R1qb5t88o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://hellanne.tumblr.com/post/8608889279"&gt;hellanne&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Books (by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wineghost/5634840601/in/photostream/"&gt;nicoyangjie&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44938406947</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44938406947</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Mar 2013 22:23:46 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>aseaofquotes:

 Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
Submitted...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7fd29094019e38ef1e5ec9f223fb30dc/tumblr_mhw1evtPoL1r46fnpo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://www.aseaofquotes.com/post/42673984596/fyodor-dostoyevsky-the-idiot-submitted"&gt;aseaofquotes&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; Fyodor Dostoyevsky, &lt;em&gt;The Idiot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Submitted by &lt;a href="http://existinginafakeworld.tumblr.com/"&gt;existinginafakeworld&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44520819620</link><guid>http://alsochaotic.tumblr.com/post/44520819620</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Mar 2013 12:48:35 +0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
