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This brown-haired boy talks in reverse And prefers the company of wolves, But when we speak it is as if His words divert my blood between my lungs Till voiceless phrases come to die And empathy, to drown.
He twists all sense and makes a farce Of all that stands upon two feet: ...
I dreamt about Ospreys last night. Apparently they mate for life. How ironic.
The one who follows the crowd will usually go no further than the crowd. Those who walk alone are likely to find themselves in places no one has ever been before.
Albert Einstein
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Salvador 84 Lens, DreamCanvas Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
Salvador 84 Lens, DreamCanvas Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
There is a language older by far and deeper than words. It is the language of bodies, of body on body, wind on snow, rain on trees, wave on stone. It is the language of dream, gesture, symbol, memory. We have forgotten this language. We do not even remember that it exists.
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James M Lens, Float Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
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Henri-Michel-Antoine Chapu, Mercury Inventing the Caduceus, 1860-2
I had a dream the other night that contained lots of Mercury/Hermes symbolism and has started me on a new path of exploration.
This is my third tattoo, but my first literary tattoo. It’s from my absolute favourite book of the last few years, which is ‘The Gargoyle’ by Andrew Davidson. The quote is in german, which i do speak btw. And it means ‘Love is as strong as death, as hard as hell.’
Let me know if you’ve read this book, i don’t know anyone who’s even heard of it.
A great tattoo and a great book that combines two obssessions of mine; love and reincarnation.
Put your thoughts to sleep. do not let them cast a shadow over the moon of your heart. Let go of thinking.
~ Rumi (via ratak-monodosico)
John S Lens, Ina's 1969 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
John S Lens, Ina's 1969 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
John S Lens, Ina's 1969 Film, No Flash, Taken with Hipstamatic
“A soulmate is an ongoing connection with another individual that the soul picks up again in various times and places over lifetimes. We are attracted to another person at a soul level not just because that person is our unique complement, but because by being with that individual, we are somehow provided with an impetus to become whole ourselves.”
Edgar Cayce (via nirvikalpa)
