20150715-047 by Hiroyuki Kajimoto Via Flickr: Nikon F3HP Ai Zoom Nikkor 28-85mm f3.5-4.5s Kodak Super Gold 400
I still do not know what love is unless it’s stronger arms holding me
still until I’m quiet.
— John Mark Brown, from “Jesus Wept,” published in Cosmonauts Avenue
Kahlil Gibran, in a letter to Mary Haskell, from Beloved Prophet: The Love Letters of Kahlil Gibran and Mary Haskell, and her private journal
Fruits of Passion | Shûji Terayama, 1981
You are just a dream
let me tell you a secret – sometimes i think this might all be a bad dream. every now and then, when the world is quiet enough, when the yellow light hits the ceiling just right, i feel like a child again. sometimes i wish i could find the spot where time is the weakest, touch it, tear it apart, and wake up on the sofa, behind my parents’ backs where i’ve crawled after some nightmare. from the tv, a laugh track. i’m pretending to sleep. it’s summer. see, the balcony door is ajar. see, there’s a mosquito trying to get in. see, my heart isn’t aching. see?
flight | original photography max ostrozhinskiy
The Secret Garden (1993)