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I learn as I go, to float far away

Into silence

And just watch your face, and find some kind of grace

In that quiet bliss

Can I stay and say nothing at all

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=q02vovRNwFQ

Rob Dougan – Nothing At All

Ph : Paul Apal’kin

The beautiful, the distinct danger of course

if the truth …

I want to know how I felt your embrace

Show me something

Clear …

There is nothing else …

Final

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3xUB0bVfoWY&app=m&persist_app=1

Mos Def – No Hay Nada Mas

Ph : Anna O.

Adrift…

Adrift inside a world of madness,

tossed upon insane.

Captive to the fear of lowliness,

smoothed by rougher grain.

Crying for some place to be,

before my end of time.

And that it is of which I say,

stays puddled in my mind.

I have not said a word untrue,

I have not lied by sight.

But something within all I am,

I know is just not right.

Painfully my skin is peeled,

the burn so hard to bare.

Has it is that I scream out,

no one seems to care.

Since a child still to this day,

I dream to see my crypt.

Inside this world of madness,

all of ME’s Adrift…

– Ken Bennight –

And I got way too many feels, way too much emotion

I don’t even know what’s real, I just say fuck it, keep on going

And I get deeper, I get deeper, yeah I feel I’m rolling

I can see you, yeah I see you …

All this Xans inside my body, I say fuck it, keep on drowning …

I don’t know who you are, but I’d dive into your ocean …

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=upo-XdZXDL4

Kiiara – Feels

Ph : Courtney Brooke

One of the most important things you can do on this earth is to let people know they are not alone.

– Shannon L. Alder –

Ph : Alberto Garcia

Our love was born

outside the walls,

in the wind,

in the night,

in the earth,

and that’s why the clay and the flower,

the mud and the roots

know your name.

– Pablo Neruda –

But the actual touch of her lingered, inside his heart. That remained. In all the years of his life ahead, the long years without her, with never seeing her or hearing from her or knowing anything about her, if she was alive or happy or dead or what, that touch stayed locked within him, sealed in himself, and never went away. That one touch of her hand.

– Philip K. Dick – A Scanner Darkly

I should be at peace. I have understood. Don’t some say that peace comes when you understand? I have understood. I should be at peace. Who said that peace derives from the contemplation of order, order understood, enjoyed, realized without residuum, in joy and truimph, the end of effort? All is clear, limpid; the eye rests on the whole and on the parts and sees how the parts have conspired to make the whole; it perceives the center where the lymph flows, the breath, the root of the whys…

– Umberto Eco – Foucault’s Pendulum