glitch-in-melancholia

[glitch-in-melancholia]

Fly in your dream. Spread your wings. See how clear the world really is. See how you never miss a turn. See how you never fall. See how you can fly forever. Try to remember the feeling when you are awake.

Yoko Ono, Acorn, Life Piece VII

[glitch-in-melancholia]

Series: // Grenzgänger - Here and Yet Gone //

[glitch-in-melancholia]

// True Friend // 

To me, fair friend, you never can be old; For as you were when first your eye I eyed, Such seems your beauty still. Three Winters cold Have from the forests shook three Summers' pride; Three beauteous springs to yellow Autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen, Three April perfumes in three hot Junes burn'd, Since first I saw you fresh, which yet are green. Ah! yet doth beauty, like a dial-hand, Steal from his figure, and no pace perceived; So your sweet hue, which methinks still doth stand, Hath motion, and mine eye may be deceived: For fear of which, hear this, thou age unbred: Ere you were born was beauty's summer dead.

 / William Shakespeare, Sonnets XV/