We do not want to work because work is too slow. We are intractable about progress; progress does not exist for us. We believe in miracle. We believe in the expulsion of all flux in us. We believe in fiery spirit suddenly consuming us. We believe in a single moment’s eternal fulfillment. For our whole life long, we search for the glow from conflagrations on the horizons of our memory, we rush after every hue.

-Ludwig Rubiner, excerpt from Der Mensch in der Mitte. 1912. Translated by Walter H. Sokel

@thecurrentseala:

The Persistence of Memories of the Persistence of Memory.

#GIF by The Current Sea, 2014.

(Source: fancy-nothing)