i spent the better part of saturday on my knees in the dirt, sorting earth, and clustering flowers. tall white stock, deep orange poppies, bright blue prim roses. i could describe bliss this way. i lit my candles tonight and my mood is somewhere between content, insatiable and productive. la sera is becoming my favorite music to listen to lately. do you read these words? i sat today in a church pew feeling like a black cloud, in the way. hovering over a bright sun star. starving everything of its needed nutrients. things are simple right now, and thats the way i like them.
“Everything around me is evaporating. My whole life, my memories, my imagination and its contents, my personality - it’s all evaporating. I continuously feel that I was someone else, that I felt something else, that I thought something else. What I’m attending here is a show with another set. And the show I’m attending is myself.”—Fernando Pessoa
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