Truth Is Like Fire; To Tell The Truth Means To Glow And Burn.

I had an extended conversation with a swallowtail butterfly the other day and it told me—in not so many words—that it had a number of intensely violent sexual fantasies as a caterpillar, and that it no longer could relate to having had them, and that this discontinuity was like the itch of molting without anything to molt. Having never molted before, I couldn't relate

let's not get too imbued with meaning

Hermann Hesse, from Siddhartha

Text ID: might we be on the right path? Might we get closer to enlightenment? Might we get closer to salvation? Or do we perhaps live in a circle-we, who have thought we were escaping the circle?

headline from the nature briefing today / Map of the World, seperis

Mary Oliver, "The World I Live In", Felicity

calling in to work sick with a “weird dream”

Mona Awad, from Bunny

Mime in Love, Autochrome photographs by Alfonse Van Besten, 1912

Shafei Xia - Silence, 2024 - Painted and glazed ceramic