I miss when I was a fish. When I was bones. When i was ferns. Sky. Whales. bug. Peace. Occasional brutal death for the sake of the ecosystem. Easy life
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I miss when I was a fish. When I was bones. When i was ferns. Sky. Whales. bug. Peace. Occasional brutal death for the sake of the ecosystem. Easy life
“God breaks the heart again and again and again until it stays open.”
— Hazrat Inayat Khan
This and nothing else....
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Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977
Apollo e Dafne (Apollo and Daphne), (Detail), (2020), by Roberto Ferri (Italian, born 1978), oil and tempera on linen, 90 × 125 cm (approximately 35.4 × 49.2 in), Private Collection
by Ximin Lin
It’s important to me that my nonsense remain high quality
the sea looked so pretty this morning
“I want to consume the whole world, devour it, chew it to pieces, and spit it out again—fresh, terrible, beautiful, alive in all its parts, alive and singing.”
— Anaïs Nin.
Faustine and the Beautiful Summer (1972)
Ruins in India
there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.
—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed
Some connections feel ancient, as if two souls signed a pact long before they ever met.
Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1951-1959; May 13th, 1959
Louise Glück, from “Twilight.”