“I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.” - Kafka
“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.”
and we build up castles
in the sky and in the sand
design our own world
ain’t nobody understand
change is the only constant
“The world is simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.”
Mystery the moon
A hole in the sky
A supernatural nightlight
So full but often right
A pair of eyes, a closin’ one,
A chosen child of golden sun
A marble dog that chases cars
To farthest reaches of the beach
And far beyond into the swimming sea of stars
You have the freedom to conceive of the future as an empty canvas or a blank page, no further away than the next sentence, the next best guess, the next sketch for the painting of a life portrait that might or might not become a masterpiece.
Not for nothing does one encounter make such an impression on you, while all others none.
