The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers & cities;

but to know someone who thinks & feels with us, & who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden.

– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe –

Are you late?

It’s always hate

Troubles in your mind

Take back the pain

We got the rain

I don’t know why

Sweetness comes and goes

And I’m always here to stay

Reaching out and find that I’ll never be late

Sweet dogs, sweet rain

Never come and go

I’m oh, so fine and ready to blow

I’m oh, so fine and ready to blow

She keeps on singing that …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=EhFG-wYO8Mw

Trolle//Siebenhaar – Sweet Dogs

The truth is something that burns. It burns off dead wood. And people don’t like having the dead wood burnt off often because they’re 95 percent dead wood …

When you start to realise how much of what you’ve constructed of yourself is based on deception and lies, that is a horrifying realisation. It can easily be 95 percent of you and the things you say and the things you act out.

– Jordan Peterson – Insisting on the truth in times of chaos

Ph : Riccardo Melosu

from the complications of loving you i think there is no end or return. no answer, no coming out of it. which is the only way to love, isn’t it? this isn’t a playground, this is earth, our heaven, for a while. therefore i have given precedence to all my sudden, sullen, dark moods that hold you in the center of my world. and i say to my body: grow thinner still. and i say to my fingers, type me a pretty song. and i say to my heart: rave on.

– Mary Oliver – Thirst

my soul …

I left it on a cliff by the sea

and naked I came to you …

I forgot everything …

I knew only that your caresses held captive …

Oh, hold me close in your arms,

so tightly that I need nothing

– Edith Södergran –