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Dreams
I woke up this morning after having spent several of my non-waking hours in an old temple, not sure what temple it was. The place was burned to cinders, the effigies and tokens were lost to the fire.
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Poema I, 1968, Joan Miro
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“With such a hell in your heart and your head, how can you live? How can you love?”
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov
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