OPUS ALIUD

What I desire? This Thing, grand, deep, proliferating, stystematic.
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Miracles are of no god.
They are within the very structure of the world.
Hence, they sometimes exist.

(and that’s when random stupid Fate comes in and makes me drop and break my phone… UNDR!!)

Bikers
Will
Crave!

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Bikers
Will
Crave!

Every act of courage is rewarded.

György Ligeti, Piano Étude no. 16, Pour Irina (by GreggaryPeccary)

[How many years, four, five, before being able to listen to composers like him?

And now, until my last breath, with those tones in me, I can cry of beauty…]

Andaloro - György Ligeti: Étude Nr. 2 “Corde à vide” (by abbjorko)

[Genius composer.

Genius pianist.

Can you ask for more?]

sadstupidfatchick:

Auguste Rodin, Danaid

(via theweirdthewonderful)

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sadstupidfatchick:

Auguste Rodin, Danaid

Arvo Pärt - Tabula Rasa, II (by pelodelperro)

Arvo Pärt - Tabula Rasa, I (by pelodelperro)

Your limbs

My limbs

Curves and steams

Rivers of grey, soft, quenched desire

As if

In memories

Or

Dreams

Those of childhood

Or old age

When only love counts…

(Source: sensualisfigurae, via slayashell)

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Your limbs
My limbs
Curves and steams
Rivers of grey, soft, quenched desire
As if
In memories
Or
Dreams
Those of childhood
Or old age
When only love counts…

"messenger of spring
nightingale with a voice of longing"

- Sappho, fr. 136, tr. Anne Carson