
I’ve got nothing to hide
I’ve got nothing at all
you with all of the answers
leave me alone
talking it hurts
I just wanted disert
or a better disaster …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TM2m371xLxw
Meg Myers – Go
Ph : Wily Vanderperre
Photography + poem + art

I’ve got nothing to hide
I’ve got nothing at all
you with all of the answers
leave me alone
talking it hurts
I just wanted disert
or a better disaster …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TM2m371xLxw
Meg Myers – Go
Ph : Wily Vanderperre

All I’d ever wanted was to forget. but even when I thought I had, pieces had kept emerging, like bits of wood floating up to the surface that only hint at the shipwreck below.
– Sarah Dessen – Just Listen

Wood, if you stop to think of it, has been man’s best friend in the world ..
the forest where he seeks sanctuary from a stony world.
– Donald Culross Peattie –
Ph : Early 1900s Lumberjacks

got plans to get to you …
gonna build a paper plane to float to you
you know, don’t you know
scraping the skies with out fingertips
screaming “this is the life, we were born for this"
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PyhE1rWBdUA
Oh Wonder – Plans
Ph : Vincent Peters

The perpetual movement of the water, rolling from and to unknown destinations, the voices of the sea shield us from the raging furies and shrieking sounds of dystopian surroundings, creating an unwinding veil for stilled happiness, acquainting us with the gentle, cosmic rhythms of an extraneous world.
They are a soothing relief and let us listen to the voices of our inner world.
– Erik Pevernagie –

Words without experience are meaningless.
– Vladimir Nabokov – Lolita

Our biological rhythms are the symphony of the cosmos, music embedded deep within us to which we dance, even when we can’t name the tune.
– Deepak Chopra –

When I’m in turmoil, when I can’t think, when I’m exhausted and afraid and feeling very, very alone, I go for walks. It’s just one of those things I do. I walk and I walk and sooner or later something comes to me, something to make me feel less like jumping off a building.
– Jim Butcher – Storm Front

Winter is nature’s way of saying, “Up yours.
– Robert Byrne –
Ph : Albert Watson

The world will give you that once in awhile,
a brief timeout; the boxing bell rings
and you go to your corner,
where somebody dabs mercy on your beat-up life.
– Sue Monk Kidd –