Regenerative experiences: Plunge into the sea. The sun. An old city. Silence.
// Susan Sontag
MIND
MIND: Opaque
It is all happening, here and now, the past is waiting for me, it has the blue colour of her eyes.
// Bo Carpelan
MIND: Unity
I regard and respect the genuinely human, living with nature — not going against nature — as refinement. I ask, what most makes me a human being.
// Vincent van Gogh
MIND: Concealed
There is not a particle of life which does not bear poetry within it.
// Gustave Flaubert
MIND: Interrogation
And are you in love? And are you happy? And do you sometimes write a poem? And have you had your hair cut? And have you met anybody of such beauty your eyes dance, as the waves danced?
// Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Quentin Bell
MIND: Volatile
You hold a little fire up to my bare skin, which is already a small pyre, one which burns and burns but never burns down; in fact the flames are ever growing.
// Franz Kafka
MIND: Autograph
She kissed
as if she, alone,
could forge
the signature
of the sun.
Said The Shotgun To The Head // Saul Williams
MIND: Materialize
Self love is also remembering to let others love you.
Come out of hiding.
// Irisa Yardenah
MIND: Fruta
I row my beautiful, temporary body through this water-lily world.
// Mary Oliver
MIND: Fragrant
Nostalgia wears you like a perfume, I smell you everywhere.
// Pavana
