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"The feeling of love reveals a broader reality where we find meaning and courage to endure pain."-Yuk Hui, Art and Cosmotechincs

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense. - Rumi

In a way, you are poetry material; You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. Words burst in your essence and you carry their dust in the pores of your ethereal individuality.

| Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

middle of nowhere
middle of nowhere

"I see you in colors that don’t exist."
Paul Matsumoto

Howl's Moving Castle
Howl's Moving Castle

"you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for. "
richard siken

“I was born without a skin. I dreamed once that I stood naked in a garden and that it was carefully and neatly peeled, like a fruit. Not an inch of skin left on my body. It was all gently pulled off, all of it, and then I was told to walk, to live, to run. I walked slowly at first, and the garden was very soft, and I felt the softness of the garden so acutely, not on the surface of my body, but all through it, the soft warm air and the perfumes penetrated me like needles through every open bleeding pore. All the pores open and breathing the softness, the warmth, and the smells. The whole body invaded, penetrated, responding, every tiny cell and pore active and breathing and trembling and enjoying. I shrieked with pain. I ran. And as I ran the wind lashed me, and then the voices of people like whips on me. Being touched! Do you know what it is to be touched by a human being!”
— anais nin

house of incest, anais nin

"You do this, you do. You take the things you love
and tear them apart
or you pin them down with your body and pretend they're yours."
— richard siken

"Language is a skin. I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tips of my words. My language trembles with desire."- Roland Barthes

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