
… but in the spirit, to which the infinite given wings, the dream is more real than all truths …
The self is a headland on the nothing that you dream of a reality show.
– Emil Cioran
Photography + poem + art

… but in the spirit, to which the infinite given wings, the dream is more real than all truths …
The self is a headland on the nothing that you dream of a reality show.
– Emil Cioran

Between pleasure and pain exists a fluid line
I’ve let it happen again
To fall in love
If you break someones heart they say that you are unkind
I’ve let it happen again
To break my heart
And even though I could lose my heart
To someone wrong
I know that I’d do it, I know that I would do it again …
I guess you already know that old habits die hard
But I keep telling you though
That I’m still that way
It takes me so long to learn from mistakes
I should have known better
Before
What I tell you now is my secret
So don’t tell anyone
That I am hurt
It takes me so long to learn from mistakes
I should have known better
Before
Can’t you learn from mistakes
Enough is enough
And after a time soft hands are getting rough …
Lyrics by Sophie Schnell

She felt the intimate loss of who she was meant to become.
– Rabih Alameddine –

Be not angry that you cannot make others as you wish them to be, since you cannot make yourself as you wish to be.
– Thomas à Kempis –

I will look for you
on an uncomfortable bed,
in abandoned houses,
on the streets of a country,
on the sidewalks of the world,
in the midst of people,
I will light you in the winds of the soul,
in the hurricane and in the storms …
– Ardith Euthalia –

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction
the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.
Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human –
looks out of the heart
burning with purity –
for the burden of life
is love,
but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.
No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love –
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
– cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:
the weight is too heavy
– must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.
The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye –
yes, yes,
that’s what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.
– Allen Ginsberg –
Ph : Carney Malone

If we are creating ourselves all the time, then it is never too late to begin creating the bodies we want instead of the ones we mistakenly assume we are stuck with.
– Deepak Chopra –

… pain isn’t the truth; it’s what you have to get through in order to find the truth.
– Deepak Chopra – The Return of Merlin

Soaking” seems like a crazy word in an intimacy book …
you want to “soak in and soak up” his presence, “soak in and soak up” his love.
– Linda Boone –
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=YURQicLo7Ik
Houses – Soak it up

I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred,
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder,
as an architect of peace.
I will honor all life
—wherever and in whatever form
it may dwell—on Earth my home,
and in the mansions of the stars.
– Diane Ackerman –
Ph : Ponte Ryuurui