Alis Volat Propriis

rani | 32 | committed - dedicated

[terrorignitis]

Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction

[dk-thrive]

My days and seasons and years have spun gently, unbroken, no time, only rhythm. I am rooted in a moment, and in a pattern of moments.

— Joan Barfoot, Gaining Ground (Faber & Faber, July 28, 2026)

[petaltexturedskies]

There isn't anything in this world but mad love. Not in this world. No tame love, calm love, mild love, no so-so love. And, of course, no reasonable love. Also there are a hundred paths through the world that are easier than loving. But, who wants easier? We dream of love, we moon about, thinking of Romeo and Juliet, or Tristan, or the lost queen rushing away over the Irish sea, all doom and splendor. Today, on the beach, an old man was sitting in the sun. I called out to him, and he turned. His face was like an empty pot. I remember his tall, pale wife; she died long ago. I remember his daughter-in-law. When she died, hard, and too young, he wept in the streets. He picked up pieces of wood, and stones, and anything else that was there, and threw them at the sea. Oh, how he loved his wife. Oh, how he loved young Barbara. I stood in front of him, not expecting any answer yet not wanting to pass without some greeting. But his face had gone back to whatever he was dreaming. Something touched me, lightly, like a knife-blade. I felt I was bleeding, though just a little, a hint. Inside I flared hot, then cold. I thought of you. Whom I love, madly.

Mary Oliver, from “March”

[wetheurban]

You've got to be more afraid of abandoning yourself than disappointing other people.

[kosmogrl]

[kosmogrl]

[marinebeccarelli]

Ireland, juin 2024 © marinebeccarelli

Canon AE1 / Kodak Gold 200

[utilityclassic]

[requiem-on-water]

Sulfur combusts on contact with air to create stunning blue lava-like rivers of light in the Kawah Ijen crater on the island of Java | Ph: Olivier Grunewald

[expressions-of-nature]

Gorje, Slovenia by Bor R

[whyenn-reader]

''what if you regret it'' then you will expirience regret - a normal and unavoidable part of the human expirience.

[whyenn-reader]

the more you twist yourself into a pretzel to avoid regret the harder it will hit when it eventually catches up to you.

[maureen2musings]

Västerbotten, Sweden

gammsystrar

[mirrorsinner]

Atelier Von Behr

[thethirdbear]

[scribeherself]

Collect small astonishments. The first tomato of summer. A dog dreaming in its sleep. Someone laughing before they finish the joke. The moon arriving before the sun has quite departed. We keep waiting for life to announce itself with trumpets, but it has always preferred quieter instruments.

[glowcowboy]

i don’t know. i’m barely a person. i just want to be kind and hold someone’s hand. eat an ice cream cone. stare at the lake. feel the sun on my skin. lay in the grass. run through a sprinkler. it’s so easy to forget life is supposed to feel like a deep breath and not a gasp

[happyheidi]

Paper lanterns in art, x

I. In the Garden by Vladimir Gusev

II. Japanese Lanterns by Luther Emerson van Gorder

[moxieestar]

carnation, lily, lily, rose (john singer sargent)

[happyheidi]

♡ What a lovely addition!! Here’s some more;

I. “The open Air Party" by Ramón Casas i Carbó

II. “Summer Night" by Aloys Bohnen

Thank you @kissmeunicornbaobei for letting me know ♡

[artcompilations]

lantern bearers by maxfield parrish, study for 'the birthday party' by thomas cooper gotch

[quotespile]

“Sentimental music has this great way of taking you back somewhere at the same time that it takes you forward, so you feel nostagic and hopeful all at the same time.”

— Nick Hornby, High Fidelity