Frío sosegador

When roses cease to bloom, dear
and violets are done,
When bumblebees in solemn flight
Have passed beyond the sun,

The hand that paused to gather
Upon this summer's day
Will idle lie, in Auburn.--
Then take my flower, pray!

Emily Dickinson.

Crítica de la razón pura

-¿Qué es lo que hay que desear?
-Una mirada que vea ponerse el Sol desde una cárcel igual que desde un palacio. Esa mirada es lo que hay que desear y nada más.
-¿Quién puede tener esa mirada?
-Cada uno de nosotros.
-¿A quién le gustaría tenerla?
-A todos.
-¿Quién la quiere?
-Uno de cada cien mil.

A. Schopenhauer

Everybody's gotta learn sometime

How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!

Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d.

what still sweeter, finer is

say Fabullus
you'll get a swell dinner at my house
a couple three days from now (if your luck holds out)
all you gotta do is bring dinner
and make it good and be sure there's plenty
Oh yes don't forget a girl (I like blondes)
and a bottle of wine maybe
and any good jokes and stories you've heard
just do that like I tell you ol' pal ol' pal
you'll get a swell dinner
?
what,
about,
me?
well;
well here take a look in my wallet,
yeah those're cobwebs
but here
I'll give you something too
I can't give you anything but love baby
no?
well here's something nicer and a little more cherce maybe
I got perfume see
it was a gift to her
straight from venus and cupid ltd.
when you get a whiff of that you'll pray the gods
to make you (yes you will, Fabullus)
all
nose.

Catullus, 13.

Standchen

Softly goes my song's entreaty
Through the night to thee.
In the silent wots I wait thee.
Come, my love, to me...

3 months ♡

we know not enough for us.-

The sunrise compelleth me
because she's sunrise and I see therefore then I love thee ~

falling apart.

Exhausted.

Drained.

Darkness.

Spinning.

Noises.

Voices?

... A blur fuzzy at the edges. Focusing.

do you feel the pressure?

Here's a thought, if you're willing to listen.
I only tell the truth of the feelings I'm given.
Can you hear me now?
Listen.
Whispers in the rain.
Listen.
Don't push love away, you know you do.
It's all we have.
It's a chore holding onto a vision.
Don't leave her high and dry.
She's the one you'll be missing.
Can you hear me now?
Listen.
Whispers in the rain, while you're awake.
Don't push love away, you know you do.
It's all we have.
I hate to think hesitation is a burden.
A bittersweet design for a lesson you're learning.
She's crying.
Can you feel me now this time?
Whispers in the rain, lying awake.
Don't push love away, you know you do.
It's all we have.