Life on the River
Wednesday, 3 January 2024
The question isn't whether magic is real. It's whether I can touch it without being consumed by it.
In a world full of temporary things you are a perpetual feeling.
She was a beautiful dreamer. The kind of girl, who kept her head in the clouds, loved above the stars and left regret beneath the earth she walked on.
I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.
Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.
For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me want to dream.
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In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different. – Coco Chanel
Anastasiia Zakharenko by David Dubnitskiy
“It doesn't matter if I think like a boy or a girl. It doesn't matter anymore if I'm either or both or neither. All that shit seems so petty and immaterial now. There's so little difference between one human being and the next, it's just hypotheses, human ideas about life and the world and words that mean nothing, about definitions that mean nothing to Earth, to nature, to the universe. Boys and girls and intersex people and me--we're just ideas, and when we're dead, the ideas will go with us. It all means nothing.”― Abigail Tarttelin, Golden Boy
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Ph. Evgeny Mokhorev, Azis, Eugene, and Zhenya, 1999, from the series "Portraits."
