And may the lost souls be found.
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And may the lost souls be found.
The Curse of the Cat People (1944, dir. Gunther von Fritsch, Robert Wise)
Christina's World (1948, Tempera on panel), by Andrew Wyeth
Tal vez amar es aprender
a caminar por este mundo.
Aprender a quedarnos quietos
como el tilo y la encina de la fábula.
Aprender a mirar.
Tu mirada es sembradora.
Plantó un árbol.
Yo hablo
porque tú meces los follajes.
Octavio Paz
Light Comes From Within by Dongni Hou, 2021
“If you see yourself in the correct way, you are all as much extraordinary phenomena of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of fire, the arrangement of the stars, and the form of a galaxy. You are all just like that…”
— Alan Watts
Orpheus in the Underworld. by Pierre Amédée Marcel-Béronneau (1869–1937)
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'Night Storm at Cefalù'. Louis Ducros. 1748-1810. Watercolour, gouache and oil.
Oración por Marilyn Monroe
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Ella tenía hambre de amor y le ofrecimos tranquilizantes.
Para la tristeza de no ser santos
se le recomendó el psicoanálisis.
- Ernesto Cardenal
“The Sorrows of Satan” (1926) film still | dir. by D. W. Griffith | A cinematic image immortalized through Bauhaus’ “Bela Lugosi’s Dead” (1979) cover artwork.
Algo me han dicho
la tarde y la montaña.
Ya lo he perdido.
- Jorge Luis Borges
how much control do we have over what we wish for