Meditations - Blog Posts

A few weeks ago @meganalodie taught a fantastic #mandalaart workshop @artfarmannapolis and now I'm hooked. Thanks for the fun!!! 🙏Working on these really helps to calm my mind. They are lovely #meditations (at Chesapeake Harbour Marina) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChOZIfUOQSF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

LOL. 

marcus aurelius really out here saying “sex is cool and all but have you tried philosophy”

Pourquoi?

L’univers continue a tourner, avec le vide intemporel que l’entoure depuis le début de temps. Le vide le chasse depuis toujours, et le vide le chassera jusqu’a la fin du temps, sans cesse, sans doute, sans douleur et bonheur, sans succès mais aussi sans échec.

Pourquoi univers? Pourquoi continue de lutter contre et courir de le vide inescapable et impregnable? Où est votre raison? Où est votre réalité? Pourquoi vous-allez de l’avant sans regarder en arrière? De quoi fontaine de la Jeunesse, de quoi source d’espoir, de quoi pont de paix venez-vous?

Dites-moi, non. Dites-Nous où est votre destination? Dites-Nous pourquoi vous courez du vide? Dites-moi si c’est possible de comprendre votre mission impossible, si c’est possible de vous aider dans votre quête?

Dites-moi, univers d’espoir inébranlable, pourquoi je peux jamais trouver vos réponses?

Je vous demande, si vous avez le choix entre égoïsme et préservation de la race humaine, pourquoi avez vous choisi l’option incorrecte chaque fois?

S’il-vous-plaît

Nous Abandonne Et Vivre Une Fois De Plus

Work of art. I feel glad to have this artist both in dolls and Black Sails communities. I couldn't wish for anything better (honestly, I never thought I'd have found BS' custom dolls, and instead...what a gift!).

[id: 4 photos showing a doll sized version of james flint’s copy of meditations. 1st photo: a custom flint doll, shirtless in black pants, holds the book in front of him as if showing it to someone. 2nd photo: taken over the doll’s shoulder. The book sits open on a wood shelf (that looks like a desk to the doll) held open by the doll’s hands to the page with the inscription “James My truest love. Know no shame. T. H.” 3rd photo: the same as the 2nd but this time the book is open to the title page reading “Meditations. Marcus Aurelius” 4th photo: also the same but open to a page in the middle of the book, both sides printed with lorem ipsum fake text. End id]

Took a side quest to make flint’s copy of meditations :) My 1st time bookbinding (since an art class in high school) Yay! And i just happened to have a scrap of (genuine!) red leather that was the perfect size for the cover. The pages are printed on paper i tore out of an old book i was getting rid of anyway, and, in the tradition of barbie books, newspapers, etc, each page is printed with lorem ipsum text.

When Miranda gives back Meditation to Flint in episode XIII, they somehow make you think that he hadn't seen nor read that book in a while. Of course it was related to Thomas and he remembered that very clearly, but Miranda was the one to keep it and she is the one to say it was a precious thing she shared with her husband and all, over the general tendency of Flint to distance himself from the past, if not ideologically at least emotionally. But in truth, in ep. III he got what Miranda was reading from a single sentence overheard through the door...I mean, he had to know that book pretty well to do that. In fact, I've always liked to think about that book as some sort of comfort through the darkest hours for him as well as it was for Miranda, for what it means as an object at least if not for its philosophy which, as much as in line with Thomas' mind , I believe was pretty far from James' point of view.

I'm honestly relieved by the fact that they somehow confirmed this headcanon of mine. Like...yeah, some parts of his mind try to obscure the past in order to survive, but since he cannot separate himself from something which has defined him deeply he may as well find comfort in what is left of it.

That's so heartbreaking, but I love the way they orchestrated since ep.I his whole story.