…When you die, the energy that kept you alive filters into the people you loved. Did you know that? It’s like a fire you’ve tended all your life, and the sparks are all scattered into the wind…. That’s why we survive as long as we do, because the people who loved us keep us going.

– Kevin Brockmeier – The View from the Seventh Layer

Ph : Lauri Laukkanen

You are lucky to be one of those people who wishes to build sand castles with words, who is willing to create a place where your imagination can wander. We build this place with the sand of memories; these castles are our memories and inventiveness made tangible. So part of us believes that when the tide starts coming in, we won’t really have lost anything, because actually only a symbol of it was there in the sand. Another part of us thinks we’ll figure out a way to divert the ocean. This is what separates artists from ordinary people: the belief, deep in our hearts, that if we build our castles well enough, somehow the ocean won’t wash them away. I think this is a wonderful kind of person to be.

– Anne Lamott – Bird by Bird

Ph : Edward Weston

Between lines, poetry lay burning

ashes of stories I stayed awake at night recounting

a rejected part of my humanity

that I cannot forget

that I will never forget.

October has left me with blood on my hands,

and wilted flowers in my hair

but I am a wound trying to heal

the stripes on my skin mark growth

life will emerge in the face of cold winter air

life will radiate like northern lights

gleaming like the energy of all souls combined

against a wall of star encrusted darkness.

___LN ( Lydia )

Ph : Man Ray