
Quod me nutrit me destruit …
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Quod me nutrit me destruit …

I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.
– Franz Kafka –
Ph : Mert and Marcus

Have you ever
had so many thoughts
churning inside you that you didn’t
dare let them escape
in case they blew you wide open?
– Ellen Hopkins –

To cultivate a pleasure in being wrong sounds perverse, yet losing an argument means escaping from an old idea and the acquisition of a new way of looking at things.
– Edward de Bono – Lateral Thinking

You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.
– Franz Kafka –
Ph : Mert and Marcus

All the fears from all our years
Have filtered us from new ideas
We see just what we always see
The world is flat – we’re dry of tears
Enlighten your thought
Sail out of your island port
The world’s not flat
You’re whole and complete
A ship in creation’s fleet
Do you feel like that?
Fill your sails
Learn to fill your sails
Make yourself whole
And widen your soul
And sail with a wider world in you
Creation was bored
Created a life-filled game
Divided itself
You’re from the same ocean out there
Of people everywhere
Begin from your source
Set a true course
And swell with the same life force
Fill your sails
Learn to fill your sails
Make yourself whole
And widen your soul
And sail with a wider world in you
Life is to share
You’re whole and complete my friend
Adventure out there
The planet is round no end
Create your world whole
Sail with a wider soul
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=DiyFz5mPReQ
Public Symphony- Fill your sails

I sometimes feel kaleidoscopic in my views or opinions, and that “multitude” of expressions sometimes confuses those around me. Why does that happen? My thoughts make cohesive sense to me, yet others sometimes feel that I am contradicting myself or switching positions. What is wrong with me?
http://www.matthewschuler.co/why-creative-people-sometimes-make-no-sense/
http://www.matthewschuler.co/why-creative-people-sometimes-make-no-sense/
Why Creative People Sometimes Make No Sense
Ph : Brooke Shaden

Soul identical to each to each… look in my eyes and speak to yourself, that makes me
everybody’s lover
– Allen Ginsberg – Reality Sandwiches
Ph : Philippe Vogelenzang

with my fucking suave manners and knowitall, eyes, and mind full of fantasy – the me! that horror that keeps me conscious, in this hell of birth & death
– Allen Ginsberg – Reality Sandwiches
Ph : Charlotte Rampling & Richard Burton by Hulton Archive