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me & myself

a storm of things unspoken



…And I, infinitesimal being,
drunk with the great starry
void,
likeness, image of
mystery,
felt myself a pure part
of the abyss,
I wheeled with the stars,
my heart broke loose on the wind.
Pablo Neruda, Poetry

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Mark Shaw

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05:10 pm, by afroui14

Mark A. Pearce

05:07 pm, by afroui7
Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.
Dr. Joyce Brothers  

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Ernst Ludwig Kirchner

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04:50 pm, by afroui32

David Bellemere

+  04:47 pm, by afroui40
It is not enough to have heard, under a tree, the chattering of the magpie or the dark laughter of the crow to make them speak felicitously: for there is a strange abyss between the speech that birds, leaves, and ideas hold with us and that which we attribute to them: an inconceivable distance.

Paul Valéry,

from The Art of Poetry

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Paul Klee Baum im Garten 1929

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Henry Farrer

Winter Scene in Moonlight

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Emily Dickinson

"Why do I love" You, sir?

Because -

the Wind does not require the Grass

To answer - Wherefore when He pass

She cannot keep Her place

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Sandi Fitzgerald

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Anna Anhen

+  01:03 pm, by afroui5
I was in love with everything- I wanted to look with love at the angry people so that their eyes would be forced to respond; and I wanted to bring gifts to the envious and tell them that I am worthless.
Egon Schiele

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egon schiele

egon schiele

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Barbara Cole

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