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meditations on solitude
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I'm always searching for something but I don't know what. Something else than what this life has to offer.
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The Fairy Glen photographed by Filippa Edghill (2022) Location: Isle of Skye, Scotland
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buy yourself flowers kind of day
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““Having died / all the way back to the root, I grow again / into a version of the thing I love.”
— Jenny George, from “Sunflowers” (Originally published in Poem-a-Day on December 2, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.) (via Read A Little Poetry)
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Shinji Ihara x Parmigianino
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The soul is always calling for something the mind cannot yet understand.
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“I talk to myself and look at the dark trees, blessedly neutral. So much easier than facing people, than having to look happy, invulnerable, clever. With masks down, I walk, talking to the moon, to the neutral impersonal force that does not hear, but merely accepts my being.”
— Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Katrin Koenning
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The Greek word for vampire was sarcomens, ‘flesh made by the moon’.
– Barbara Creed, from The Monstrous-Feminine.
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Le Lys de la Vie, Loïe Fuller et Gabrielle Sorère, 1921
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— Melancholic landscapes by Léon Bonvin
Woodland Scene With Floral Foreground (1865) // Moonlight Scene (1864)
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“I reabsorb myself, I lose myself in myself, I forget myself in faraway nights, unpolluted by obligations and the world…”
— Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet
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Kiki Smith: 'Constellation' (1996)
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A cavern inside the body / builds its own wind patterns. A wound can eat me in reverse.
Sara Daniele Rivera, from The Blue Mimes; "With a Destructive Obsession"
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