Alis Volat Propriis

In the end it was only just a dream. East Coast slowly infiltrating the west. 🏳️‍🌈 #LadyChef #FemaleAgent I'm looking for you, are you looking for me too?

[wordx]

i think humans are meant to lay in bed with the love of their life all winter.

[aestheteasteria]

seeking, yearning, reaching hands

[karrakazz]

Ive been employing the east coast version of "let go of what does not serve you" which is something like "well whats this shit doing for me anyway"

[remanence-of-love]

[poetry-siir]

[bluberry-parfait]

Oscar Wilde, De Profundis // @i-wrotethisforme // Jorge Louis Berges // @smokeinsilence //@viridianmasquerade //Jorge Louis Berges // @honeytuesday // Kaveh Akbar // F. Scott Fitzgerald // AKR //Olivie Blake, from “Alone With You in the Ether” // Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrimage

[oldwinesoul]

“Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.”

—Nikita Gill

[iambrillyant]

“a lover that doesn’t see your flaws as flaws but sees them as opportunities for growth, a lover that doesn’t let your low phases and less graceful moments tint the lens they see you from, a lover that sees you beyond your potential and the gold you possess now, a lover like this.”

— iambrillyant

[remanence-of-love]

[iambrillyant]

“your wounded inner child has valid reasons for the pain they feel, but your wounded inner child also doesn’t deserve control over your decisions and narrative as an adult.”

— iambrillyant

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

“Which memories will we take with us? The swimming lyricism of paintings, a last breath of a stanza, the mute kiss of a lover? And there is nothing compared to this: lying awake under the truth of you, the wide eyed sleeplessness of lost dreams.”

— Jill Battson, from “A Goodbye Poem,” Canadian Poetry Online

[red-ibis-red]

Here is the life you have tried to throw away. Here is your second chance. Here is the destiny you have tried to shake off by inventing a hundred false roles, a hundred false identities for yourself. It will look at first like disaster, but is really good fortune in disguise, since fate too knows how to follow your evasions through a hundred forms of its own. Now you will become at last the one you intended to be.

—David Malouf, An Imaginary Life

[mountain-spirits-deactivated202]

July haze, Maine, 2022

[red-ibis-red]

So she changed and turned, and was metamorphosed by the light and caressing heat into a spool of silk. Every movement she made from that moment on, even the carrying of her valise, was softened and pleasurable.

—Anais Nin, Seduction of the Minotaur

[red-ibis-red]

“A total break with everything I had known. A bare simplicity. A wooden ranch house, trees, a river. That was all. I felt drawn to it.”

— Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[red-ibis-red]

“But some day, promise me, you will write out of yourself, and not get inside of others’ skins, with your own eloquence and color and rhythm.”

— Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[bryanreganphotography]

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