Dreams like film, gauze residue over eyes
human nature, possession, compassion, jealousy turned resentment
strangers to the waking mind hold much power over befuddled heart-mind
peculiar how, foreign landscapes and narratives capture one’s spirit as if lived.
I’ve awoken to familiar senses and a copper taste on my tongue.
weight of abandonment sits on my chest as an anchor.
am I awake?
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Costume for Medea, Théâtre du Capitole in Toulouse.
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Leonor Fini at the monastery of Nonza, Corsica, 1967
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The ego is a veil between humans and God.
~ Rumi
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I woke up with this song in my head.
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Jim Léon (British,1938-2002)
Vénus psychédélique au papillon
Offset lithograph
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Lost in the Darkness by Natalia Drepina
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Pina Bausch, Blaubart (performance), 1977
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Hello Japan by Sergei Pavlov | AnOther
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