•February 16, 2019 • Leave a Comment

Depression, for example, or anorexia or compulsive risk taking, represent patterns of synaptic firing that carve deep channels in the mind (and brain), not easily controlled by conscious effort, and sometimes lethal for the organism as a whole, both body and mind. So of course we die, even without help from natural disasters or plagues: We are gnawing away at ourselves all the time, whether with our overactive immune cells or suicidal patterns of thought.

~Barbara Ehrenreich, Natural Causes

ZT 1178

•February 6, 2019 • Leave a Comment


•February 3, 2019 • Leave a Comment

‘It seems to me,’ said Spiggy softly, ‘that when a race of man becomes so anthropocentric it regards other living beings as lesser consumables, it could get to be a habit. It might become easy to include other living creatures with the Gharm. Animals. Children. Women. Entire planets. Perhaps they, too, become consumables, to be used up and thrown away.’

Maire nodded at him. ‘So they will not teach the girl child anything important, but they will call her stupid when she is grown. So they will force a Gharm to live where there is no water and call him dirty. So they will demand their children seek their permission for any act but then turn upon them as lazy and unenterprising.’

~Sheri S. Tepper, Raising the Stones


•October 19, 2018 • Leave a Comment

ZT 1165

•October 15, 2018 • Leave a Comment


•September 20, 2018 • Leave a Comment

She doesn’t understand depression, though both her children experience it, because she has never had it. “But you sounded well,” she says, “I thought you were all right.” Now she says, “I don’t understand how your not being well is stopping you deciding whether you want to go to dinner.” Because it is a decision, and a decision is too hard, requiring many things to happen in my brain and my brain is too busy being filled with fear and panic and tears and black numbness. There is no room to spare.

~Rose George, ‘It Feels Like a Derangement’: Menopause, Depression & Me


•August 24, 2018 • Leave a Comment

What imperfect carriers of love we are, and what imperfect givers. That the reasons we can care for one another can have nothing to do with the person cared for. That it has only to do with who we were around that person—what we felt about that person.

~Rachel Khong, Goodbye Vitamin