나방과 달


The moth and the moon swim in the nighttide, television static in their eyes.


Dreams are symbolic as well as symptomatic. A symptom expresses a variation from a supposedly healthy normal state. A symbol points beyond itself to a meaning that is out of reach of the familiar words of our language. The dream language of the psyche is archaic: spontaneously, regardless of our conscious awareness, it produces fragments of myth, legend, and fairy tale in the form of personal dramas.
—Edward Whitmont, Return of the Goddess (via hyperboreanvoyager)

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I am aging without sound
into darkness, darkness.
—Anne Sexton, from Baby Picture (via thesetelevisionblues)

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The poets stand in the rain.
They wear no raincoats.
They have no umbrellas.
They are discussing the shadow of a shadow of a shadow.

But their poetry is already soaking wet—
They have not developed their reality muscles
So they walk with a limp while admiring the color of a vein in a leaf.

—Mahvash Mossaed from My Painted Dreams: The Poets (via lonehands)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

bombing:

‘Tricolor’
by Lena C. Emery

civilianaires:

Help
— One day it happens: what you have feared all your life,
the unendurably specific, the exact thing. No matter what you say or do.

commovente:

*laughs heartily*

*steps slowly into a puddle until i am completely submerged* 

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billowy:




1927

billowy:

1927

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To be so lost and not have the strength to regret it.
Franz Kafka, from Diaries  (via kafkaesque-world)

fuckyeahexistentialism:

Bergman och Fårö

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But this dark is deep:
now I warm you with my blood, listen
to this flesh.
It is far truer than poems.
—Marina Tsvetaeva, from “Poem of the End” (translated by Elaine Feinstein)

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deducecanoe:

Brilliant

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