for sun
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
– Pablo Neruda (via ohtheantagonist)
oatmeal bear
BARAKA - TOOL
“知之者 不如好之者 好之者 不如樂之者”-孔子曰
KNOW < LIKE < ENJOY
And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they’re nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we’d be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.
– HARUKI MURAKAMI (SPUTNIK SWEETHEART)
GRYCJA ERDE
So that’s how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that’s stolen from us—that’s snatched right out of our hands—even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.
– HARUKI MURAKAMI (SPUTNIK SWEETHEART)
GARCON A LA PIPE - PABLO PICASSO
