
I know I am talking nonsense, but I’d rather go rambling on, and partly expressing something I find it difficult to express …
– Thomas Mann – The Magic Mountain
Ph : Herb Ritts
Photography + poem + art

I know I am talking nonsense, but I’d rather go rambling on, and partly expressing something I find it difficult to express …
– Thomas Mann – The Magic Mountain
Ph : Herb Ritts

What one eye sees
The other’s blind in
Well I could fall …
With a lifetime to think of you
Fire one for losing
And two for hiding
Keep river moving
Movin’ right by me
I could fall …
Like a tear
well there’s nothin’ else I can do …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=kICd12iogeU
Mark Lanegan – The River Rise

I stumble and I fall, your time is on my side
Don’t make sense of it all, despite my foolish pride
It’s got me on my knees, tearin’ up my heart
I’m shakin’ at my bones, tearin’ me apart
When I can’t get close to you
I come undone, I come undone
Come undone, babe, I come undone
Time will take its toll, time can break your heart
And if I had the chance, we’d never have to part
Took my only flame, took my one desire
Threw it all away when jumping in the fire
I can’t get close to you
I come undone, come undone
Come undone, babe, I come undone
When the day is done I lay me down to rest
Everyone will see that I loved you the best
When all is said and done here simple and explain
And if I have the chance I’ll do it all again
But I can’t get close to you
I come undone, I come undone
Come undone, babe, I come undone
I’m not scared of the dark though you tangle and tease me
But worse than your bark you said you’d never leave me
The devil make everybody, don’t please believe me
Oh love of my life, won’t you let me down easy?
Undone, I come undone
Come undone, babe, I come undone
I come undone, I come undone
Come undone, babe, I come undone
– Isobel Karen Campbell –

So when we meet as strangers, when even friends look like strangers, it is good to remember that we need each other greatly you and I, more than much of the time we dare to imagine, more than more of the time we dare to admit …
– Frederick Buechner – The Hungering Dark

Life is grace. Sleep is forgiveness. The night absolves. Darkness wipes the slate clean, not spotless to be sure, but clean enough for another day’s chalking.
– Frederick Buechner – The Alphabet of Grace

This is what you said
The answer to my prayer
Let it go … I love you
Look inside of yourself …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=hDzgYiiuR30
( … Breathtaking … )

I have gotten so used to melancholia
that I greet it like an old friend.
– Charles Bukowski –