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“You create your own reality.”
— Margaret Atwood, from “The Year of the Flood,” published c. 2009
“My darling rose, put on your milk-white gown,”
— Sappho, tr. by Jim Powell, from “The Poetry of Sappho,” published c. 2001
The Temples of Humankind of Temples of Damanhur are underground temples located in northern Italy, buried 30m down. Each part depicts a different side of Humanity with murals and collaborative artworks. Theses temples are part of the Federation of Damanhur, a spiritual community and eco village founded by Oberto Airaudi aka Falco in 1978.
“My angel will sleep in my arms, will awaken in my arms, will live there.”
— Victor Hugo, from a letter to Adèle Foucher written c. March 1822
Edmond Aman-Jean, Venezia Bella Regina del Mare, c.1893
*answers the door in a respectful, but still evil way*
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“The more I wrote, the more my secrets felt like the only things that were truly mine.”
— Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I’m Someone Else: Essays; “New Love,”
“He was the handsomest man I had ever seen. He had a dark skin and enormous jet eyes, an expression of such emotion and fervor that it swept me off my feet. He had a thundering voice and the softest manner. Whenever he talked to anyone, he would stand, even in the street, holding their two hands, tenderly, as if he wanted to touch all human beings with the same great softness and tenderness.”
Anaïs Nin, from “Delta Of Venus,” originally published c. August 1977
Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Ghetto,”
“I honor my wounds, but I release myself from the burdens of yesterday.”
— Lisa Marie Basile, from “Light Magic for Dark Times,” published c. 2018
“I find them beautiful, I find everything beautiful, maybe it’s my nature or it’s only today, but today it is.”
— Günter Eich, tr. by Stuard Friebert, from Selected Poems; “Carstensen,”
“In sleep, I become a garden of roses blooming in the dark.”
— Lisa Marie Basile, from “Light Magic for Dark Times,” published c. 2018
“I’m recovering, I’m recovering slowly,”
— Vincent van Gogh, from a letter to Emile Bernard written c. April 1888
“As I move, I bloom. I bloom of love.”
— Lisa Marie Basile, from “Light Magic for Dark Times,” published c. 2018