Monday, October 22, 2012


I can see a kite from my apartment window. It is stuck in a tree, twisted and trapped in claw-like branches. It hangs in plain sight. Reachable. Accessible. Alone. Once brilliant and bright it laps in the wind, tattered and forgotten, the cruel price of freedom.

"Everything has been figured out, except how to live." Jean-Paul Sartre

"Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken." Albert Camus

"Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death." Anais Nin

"Now hang on to your feelings. Alright? 'Cause it's going to get fucking hairy." Charles Bronson, 'Bronson'

[words- me/ quotes- various/ image-  Ulrika Kestere, 'The Girl with the 7 Horses']

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