Two birds escaped the zoo today
Iâm sitting on the edge. He, too, is somewhere in between. But he loves me not. There is only light, yellow light, everywhere. I canât find my feathers.
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Two birds escaped the zoo today
Iâm sitting on the edge. He, too, is somewhere in between. But he loves me not. There is only light, yellow light, everywhere. I canât find my feathers.
Quiero ser un delfĂn. La humanidad da asco.
Unfamiliar Places
Young crows. Bulletin. Chicago Natural History Museum. July 1950. Cover photo.
Internet Archive
When I say âlovesickâ, I mean literally sick
You canât be both the origin of all my tragedies and the cure for my disease. Part of me always knew. That something wasnât right.
Serenity
Tzion Essel
Georges Marie Julien Girardot (1856-1914, French) ~ Water Nymphs, n/d
[Source: Christie's]
Hidekazu Shitagami, Osaka, Japan
The Means to an End...A Shadow Drama in Five Acts, by Kara Walker. 1995.
No fue un accidente, fue una sustancia (la narrativa de conexiones perdidas y vidas pasadas)
Vi en esa pelĂcula, como Ă©l narraba la enfermedad de ella: âEs como una casa en la cual se van apagando las luces de las ventanas cuando llega la noche. A veces, se vuelve a prender una luz. Pero es solo una luz fugaz. Es solo un momentoâ. La persona nunca vuelve a ser la misma.
Cuando muera, es posible que pida la aniquilaciĂłn de mi espĂritu, porque me lo han tratado de quitar tanto, y he visto demasiadas veces que ninguno de los ladrones se lo merece, que prefiero que no exista. Prefiero que se pierda en el cosmos como la luz que vino prĂstina y se fue, contaminada.
La estela que dejarĂĄ no serĂĄ brillante. SerĂĄ la suciedad de las manos de todos quienes desarmaron el textil iridiscente.
the shipwreck, J.M.W turner (1805)
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Where does the time go?
El sistema cambia de forma, no de naturaleza.