ghostride

the radio reminds me i'm alive.

[sfsolstice]

Carl Phillips, from "Everything All of It," in Then The War

[apocryphics]

robert frost, home burial

[neocatharsis]

260402 HAECHAN IG Update

"vhdpqj clfemfla"

[neocatharsis]

[대한민국에서 건물주 되는 법 (Mad Concrete Dreams) OST] 태용 (TAEYONG), 해찬 (HAECHAN) - Bitter Sweet (Addiction) MV

[hawberries]

sometimes you just have to return to that beach in Brazil to remind yourself what joy feels like

[existential-celestial]

“[…] You’ve kissed my hair to wake me. I dreamed you were a poem, I say, a poem I wanted to show someone … and I laugh and fall dreaming again of the desire to show you to everyone I love, to move openly together in the pull of gravity, which is not simple, which carries the feathered grass a long way down the upbreathing air.”

— Adrienne Rich, from “Twenty-One Love Poems; Poem II,“ in The Dream of a Common Language: Poems 1974-1977

[myonegin]

“Some periods of our growth are so confusing that we don’t even recognize that growth is happening. We may feel hostile or angry or weepy and hysterical, or we may feel depressed. It would never occur to us, unless we stumbled on a book or a person who explained to us, that we were in fact in the process of change, of actually becoming larger, spiritually, than we were before. Whenever we grow, we tend to feel it, as a young seed must feel the weight and inertia of the earth as it seeks to break out of its shell on its way to becoming a plant. Often the feeling is anything but pleasant. But what is most unpleasant is the not knowing what is happening. Those long periods when something inside ourselves seems to be waiting, holding its breath, unsure about what the next step should be, eventually become the periods we wait for, for it is in those periods that we realize that we are being prepared for the next phase of our life and that, in all probability, a new level of the personality is about to be revealed.”

— Alice Walker, Living by the Word

[lanamaru]

ONE DAY

[existential-celestial]

“Do you think that spring is just behind the door? I don’t know. There is something scary in the air, the acceleration of invisible things”

— Etel Adnan, Paris, When It’s Naked

[neocatharsis]

260314 NCTsmtown_DREAM Twitter Update

[neocatharsis]

260313 NCTsmtown_DREAM Twitter Update

"dreaming day #NCTDREAM"

[godkissedme]

We should hang out soon before one of us evolves or disappears

[thegreatpeanut]

off to a place you mustn’t follow

[toiich]

Ingmar Bergman on the creative process

[neocatharsis]

260303 NCTsmtown_DREAM Twitter Update

[firstfullmoon]

hanya yanagihara “he is so lonely that he sometimes feels it physically, a sodden clump of dirty laundry pressing against his chest. he cannot unlearn the feeling” vs heather christle “I sometimes imagine a metaphysical strainer I could rinse my body through, until I am whole and clean in the sink, and all the despair is held separate and dripping above. I imagine i could toss it away” vs chen chen “I wish I could peel / all my sadness in one long strip off my skin / & toss it in a bucket. no one would have to carry it. / it would just sit there & be punished. / it would just sit there & think about everything it’s done”

[onetwofeb]

Simon Weil's 'The List of Temptations (to be read daily)' from her diary.