Concept: I am alone in a home overlooking a lake on a late autumn day. Huge glass windows cover the walls. The leaves on the trees outside are deep red and orange and are rustling in the wind. There are dark clouds rolling in and rumbles of thunder in the distance. The fireplace is lit and the wood is crackling. My tea is brewing, filling the room with an aroma of sweet spices. I have a book in my hand and a cat on my lap. This is my happy place.
Each relationship between two persons is absolutely unique. That is why you cannot love two people the same. It simply is not possible. You love each person differently because of who they are and the uniqueness that they draw out of you.
“Construct, within the heart, mystical cathedrals.”
— Iwan Gilkin, from “Litanies and Prayer,” written c. February 1885 (via violentwavesofemotion)
hobbies: being asleep, getting ready to go to sleep, going to sleep, getting into my bed, waking up and realizing i can go back to sleep, sleeping, being in my bed (asleep), falling asleep,
life gets easier when you accept that everything you treasure is another man’s garbage and just dive face-first into the dumpster like a rabid raccoon
No relationship can truly grow if you go on holding back. If you remain clever and go on safeguarding and protecting yourself, only personalities meet, and the essential centers remain alone. Then only your mask is related, not you. Whenever such a thing happens, there are four persons in the relationship, not two. Two false persons go on meeting, and the two real persons remain worlds apart.
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