Feb 5, 2020
Sometimes there is pain that cannot be written. Now is that pain, I am that pain. “Morte la nuit, la mémoire des étoiles brûle,” I try to say. But he is gone, and it feels like my burial.
seen from Türkiye
seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Italy
seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from Russia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Russia
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
Sometimes there is pain that cannot be written. Now is that pain, I am that pain. “Morte la nuit, la mémoire des étoiles brûle,” I try to say. But he is gone, and it feels like my burial.
Sometimes you just want to go back. To when everything seemed within reach and nothing felt irrevocable.
A somnambulist’s lament...
“To swallow and follow, whether old doctrine or new propaganda, is a weakness still dominating the human mind.”
-Charlotte Perkins Gilman-
Unfortunately...
What happens when you're old enough to know better, but still young enough to feel it?