I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.
– Margaret Atwood –
Ph : Gabriele Viertel
But who can remember pain, once it’s over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.
– Margaret Atwood – The Handmaid’s Tale
Ph : Jean Claude Sanchez
Together we all live every moment
On the very brink;
The razor’s edge
Of ecstasy or disaster.
– Scott Hastie –
Ph : Gabriele Viertel
She has folded them back into her body
as petals of a rose close
when the garden stiffens and odours bleed
from the sweet,
deep throats of the night flower.
The moon has nothing to be sad about,
staring from her hood of bone.
– Sylvia Plath – Ariel
In any case, I hope that it will be a good thing when we understand how our minds are built, and how they support the modes of thought that we like to call emotions. Then we’ll be better able to decide what we like about them, and what we don’t—and bit by bit we’ll rebuild ourselves…
– Marvin Minsky –
Nothing is ever as simple as it seems. At the edge of perception, weird things dance and howl.
M.H. Boroson, The Girl with Ghost Eyes
Ph : Michaela Knizova
the rain that mowed the silences
a colourless curtain without time
the strange thing is,
it doesn’t just rain outside …
it rains in the heart
it rains in the soul.
– Mario Benedetti –
In the mirage of mirror
Difficult it is to distinguish between truth and fake
Remove that layer of lens on your eyes
And the fake shall rattle like a snake
– Neelam Saxena Chandra –
Where the devil’s jaws are far too weak
to tear you away …
the auld triangle went jingle jangle …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1XwU8H6e8Ts
Alt-J – Adeline
My wild love went ridin’
She rode all the day
She wrote to the devil …
She rode to the sea …
She rode on to Christmas
She rode to the farm
She rode to Japan
And we entered a town
By this time the river
had changed one degree
She asked for the people
to let her go free
My wild love is crazy …
My wild love went ridin’
She rode for an hour
She rode and she rested
and then she rode on …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=dXlAgg3zXmk
The Doors – My Wild love
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