(Are there any images that you firmly associate with grief?)
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(Or is it not images but sounds for you, that come with grieving)
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(Or a smell, rather, a taste, a color. A posture?
And their very absences)
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#pencildrawing
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(Maybe it’s a little bit of everything, an alternate flow, also between the entering of emotions and logic.
Maybe it comes in an order at times, images and sounds at first, as it is for me, both together, simultaneously, followed by a scent, followed by a taste, followed by a..)
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(I often think that it’s not that easy to notice grieving though. Inside oneself as well as in others. Also, when you are no longer grieving, this too can be an insight, tricky to access.
If "no longer" even exists, if grief ever ends at all, which is maybe precisely what makes of grief grieving)
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(It’s norms and conventions, effecting this, I guess, the blurred, the difficulty to get to your grounds, the not knowing exactly)
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(How is someone supposed to recognize that or what they are grieving, if they are denied experience. The expression of a need before they have had the chance to articulate and acknowledge it as a need to themselves)
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(Take a kid growing up in war, who just wants to have a "normal" life.-
Take a kid, read as a boy, who likes to wear dresses.- Whatsoever, it's the dependence on concessions of others that block accessibilities to full awareness, sometimes)
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(It’s not just loss of something or someone, I feel, making one grieve, but also longing, which then means to mourn forward somehow)
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(That's why grief doesn't have to be tied to a past event that once (supposedly) triggered it. At least if one doesn’t want to perceive social norms, laws..as events)
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(Are they?)
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(In any case: as a feeling that is so strongly linked to inertia and passivity in people's minds, their associations, I think there is always an active and activating part in it, too.
Be it just a drop of grace set in motion to carry it with)
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