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“We Shared Shame to Memory (So, Too, Desire)” Philosophy by Jasmin Ivanković

This is a good song in my new album titled ‘Broken Spells & New Calluses’ checkout the album on YT.

My philosophy as someone who occasionally echos the posthumanist line of thought, is to believe that ‘wisdom is actually having learned because it chages the present;’ because, here’s the ultimate thing: if in pivotal moments of waking life you cannot stop and compare the current occurrences that are unfolding and make adjustments with those (famous/infamous), (personal/interpersonal), (real/counterfactual), lessons (learned/unlearned) of your objective past occurances/experiences, to have per force realizations, based on things you’ve already learned, then you are not exerting wisdom. That’s the ultimate anchor, which is akin to not doing something that sounds basic but most find some alternative default in action/thought patterns that shall do little to guide them towards their freedom. Freedom from all the things that will eat you alive; and they let it be ‘to devour’ or to ‘be devoured’ played out on earth, forever & ever, “in mariad petty, un-sexy ways.” (DFW). Correct me if I’m wrong – You may service the bad wolf, just never feed a lion, because no act of making it grow up and dependent on you will change its perceived required aggression (or other primal urges). You may enjoy your birdcage, just don’t sing in it forever & ever. When will I learn not to run away? When will everything be okay? I wouldn’t wait. #wisdom #philosophy #posthumanism #davidfosterwallace

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Jasmin – Nu (Clozaril) -free download-

Summer was of time to suffer, and I collapsed under a wave of distortion. I sang for the world of emotion. I fought to remember the year, dearest fear, dearest dear. As I’m to find way back to recovery, you said to me, nothing. You said nothing.

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I Spend Every Day (An Ode to Patience)

As time flies, like an arrow towards the future, I’ll give myself the compassion it takes to look forward. The way I’ve decided, let it be towards forging my own (what I call) “epistemic-legitamacy” to know the truth of what’s formulated in my own writing.

It’s the complexity of options and doors to choose that keep me at bay in a paralysis that I fight with the reasons I’ve had to develop which no doubt lead me into a dedicated state of writing, composing, singing, and so on. I’ve extended a “representative integrity” to the listener/reader to give them time to place the entire meaning behind what I’m producing.

I am good as a human being. If the CIA has taught me anything, it’s that life doesn’t always give you what you deserve until you become good-natured by a global scale standard.

What I create is there to be framed by your imagination – something to be captured by; I spend every day trying to find my own flame. And every night, I let myself find even better defined reasons to construct more tomorrow from what I know how to explain today.