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Cederic Pimentel

@CajalButterfly

Neurointensivist @EmoryNeuroCrit | Cajalista | Coffee & Poems | Habenula resident | Juijiteiro & wind chaser | Everything transitory - the knower and the known.

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Madness, constructed concept, power dialogue between prey and hunter? What other 'states of consciousness' are structures of power?
🦋Foucault stirs my coffee 'Madness cannot be found in the wild. Madness does not exist except in a society.'

El Bosco's 'The Ship of Fools.' Café

Madness, constructed concept, power dialogue between prey and hunter? What other 'states of consciousness' are structures of power? 🦋Foucault stirs my coffee 'Madness cannot be found in the wild. Madness does not exist except in a society.' El Bosco's 'The Ship of Fools.' Café
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'In this world of phenomena, true loss is only as possible as true gain...The will alone is; its self-knowledge is the only event in itself.' Schopenhauer

Brain on a CT, I see you, and ask: phenomena, noumenon, pure Will? What are you, who are you, where are you? ramblings

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🦋Charcot was Dom Pedro II's (Brazilian emperor) physician. He gifted a small female monkey to Charcot
🐒Austere, reserved, Charcot did not express affection freely to humans, but he loved Rosalie.🐵

And that's all; Charcot's monkey, Rosalie, makes Neurology even cooler. 🙉

🦋Charcot was Dom Pedro II's (Brazilian emperor) physician. He gifted a small female monkey to Charcot 🐒Austere, reserved, Charcot did not express affection freely to humans, but he loved Rosalie.🐵 And that's all; Charcot's monkey, Rosalie, makes Neurology even cooler. 🙉
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Antropophagia, at the end of this week, I ate all the joys and sorrows of your intubated brain:

“We were never catechized. We live through a somnambular law. We had Christ born in Bahia. Or in Belém do Pará.”Oswald de Andrade

🦋 coffee for the butterflies of the soul.

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Reflection for a neuro intensivist's week:
“Fearlessness is what love seeks. Such fearlessness exists only in the complete calm that can no longer be shaken by events expected of the future. Hence, the only valid tense is the present, the Now.” Arendt, Love and Saint Augustine

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And ask, what's aphasia? Truth.

'And what is it you're going to say
i'm just going to say something
and what's this you're going to do
i'm going to hide behind language
and why is that
i'm afraid' Pizarnik

And the symphony of words in white coats continues. Now, coffee 🦋

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As I look at your delirium, my delirium mumbles:

“Exist slowly, softly, like these trees, like a puddle of water, like the red bench in the streetcar” Sartre

🦋coffee

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Hospital walls, riddles, hope, transition. The truth is heavy, final. Float, don't walk:
'Every little lie in this world comes from dividing...Yes, I'm only loving, only trying to only love.'

'The world is my idea.' Arthur S.

🦋Coffee, sound+repeat ⤵️
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June 30th, Departure- Rimbaud:
“Everything seen…
The vision gleams in every air.
Everything had…
The far sound of cities, in the evening,
In sunlight, and always.
Everything known…
O Tumult! O Visions! These are the stops of life.
Departure in affection, and shining sounds”
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With a single breath, we talk about the end. I hold you, as I walk to the next NeuroICU room.

'It is true we love life; not because we are wont to live, but because we are wont to love. There is always some madness in love. But there is always, also, some method in madness'.
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With a single breath, we talk about the end. I hold you, as I walk to the next NeuroICU room. 'It is true we love life; not because we are wont to live, but because we are wont to love. There is always some madness in love. But there is always, also, some method in madness'. 🦋
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Pupils, MR, CT, EEG, and all I do is repeat my neuro mantra:

'If God had looked into our minds he would not have been able to see there whom we were speaking of.' (Wittgenstein, investigations)

Coffee 🦋

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🦋Echos ending the neuro ICU. Goodbyes, a second chance for a delayed goodbye. Shaman's of time, here, a gift, time. Pythia at Delphi soothes me with Mishima's jisei:

A small night storm blows
Saying 'falling is the essence of a flower'
Preceding those who hesitate

Coffee🐫🦁👶

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As you emerge from your seizures, Nietzsche reads:
“Wanderer, who are you? I watch you go on your way, without scorn, without love, with impenetrable eyes - damp and downhearted, like a plumb line that returns unsatisfied from every depth back into the light”

Coffee 🦋🦋🦋

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