flowers-in-time
flowers-in-time
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Hierbecita temblorosa asombrada de vivir
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flowers-in-time · 2 months ago
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Maja Klaassens  
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flowers-in-time · 2 months ago
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Patti Smith, from her memoir Just Kids
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my version of the roman empire
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flowers-in-time · 2 months ago
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Charlotta Maria Hauksdotti,
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flowers-in-time · 2 months ago
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flowers-in-time · 2 months ago
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
Book of Hours, I 59- Rainer Maria Rilke
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flowers-in-time · 4 months ago
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flowers-in-time · 8 months ago
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It's inside myself that I must create someone who will understand.
— Clarice Lispector
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flowers-in-time · 10 months ago
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The Swans of Hilma af Klint (1914-1915)
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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En un mundo descomunal
Siento mi fragilidad
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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Sunset, near Le Croisic, by Ferdinand du Puigaudeau (1864-1930) (source)
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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“Mira ese punto. Eso es aquí. Eso es nuestro hogar. Eso somos nosotros. En él, todos los que amas, todos los que conoces, todos de los que alguna vez escuchaste, cada ser humano que ha existido, vivió su vida. La suma de todas nuestras alegrías y sufrimientos, miles de religiones seguras de sí mismas, ideologías y doctrinas económicas, cada cazador y recolector, cada héroe y cobarde, cada creador y destructor de civilizaciones, cada rey y campesino, cada joven pareja enamorada, cada madre y padre, niño esperanzado, inventor y explorador, cada maestro de la moral, cada político corrupto, cada “superestrella”, cada “líder supremo”, cada santo y pecador en la historia de nuestra especie, vivió ahí – en una mota de polvo suspendida en un rayo de sol.”
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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Past lives
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flowers-in-time · 1 year ago
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Shadow Song  -     Charlotte Sorapure
British, b. 1968 -
Oil on gesso panel, 94 x 66 cm.
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