"...to enclose the present moment; to make it stay; to fill it fuller and fuller, with the past, the present and the future, until it shone, whole, bright, deep with understanding."

Virgina Woolf, The Years


31.10.12

There's a sun that shines in


Rise! Love is here
Breath! Love is air

Rest in the shells I've designed
Run through the fields I've denied
And stroll upon the years I'm alive

Birds find the wings and wind


Panopticon by The_Smashing_Pumpkins on Grooveshark

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