
I drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love.
– Charles Bukowski – Love Is a Dog from Hell
Photography + poem + art

I drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love.
– Charles Bukowski – Love Is a Dog from Hell





I’ll send you a kiss with the wind and I know you’ll feel it, you’ll turn around without seeing me but
– p. Neruda
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The more you stay focused on your breathing, the more you will benefit, particularly if you pay attention until the very end of the out breath and then wait a moment before you inhale again. As you continue to breathe and notice the air moving in and out of your lungs you may think about the role that oxygen plays in nourishing your body and bathing your tissues with the energy you need to feel alive and engaged.
– Bessel A. van der Kolk –

You do not understand music: you hear it.
So hear me with your whole body.
– Clarice Lispector –

For example, the wind has its reasons. We just don’t notice as we go about our lives. But then, at some point, we are made to notice. The wind envelops you with a certain purpose in mind, and it rocks you. The wind knows everything that’s inside you. And not just the wind. Everything, including a stone. They all know us very well. From top to bottom. It only occurs to us at certain times. And all we can do is go with those things. As we take them in, we survive, and deepen.
– Haruki Murakami – Hear the Wind Sing

Metaphors are our way of losing ourselves in semblances or treading water in a sea of seeming.
– Roberto BolaΓ±o – 2666

Words are wind.
– George R.R. Martin – A Feast for Crows