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header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
Pinned
I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear.
Sylvia Plath, The Morning Song
A far sea moves in my ear.
Sylvia Plath, The Morning Song
Man has his being in truth-if he sacrifices truth he sacrifices himself. Whoever betrays truth betrays himself.
Novalis
Julian Schnabel, 1981
Novalis
Julian Schnabel, 1981
February 6, 2026 at 2:06 PM
Man has his being in truth-if he sacrifices truth he sacrifices himself. Whoever betrays truth betrays himself.
Novalis
Julian Schnabel, 1981
Novalis
Julian Schnabel, 1981
Before abstraction everything is one, but one like chaos; after abstraction everything is united again, but this union is a free binding of autonomous, self-determined beings.
Novalis, Fragment No. 95
Ph. Hengki Koentjoro
Novalis, Fragment No. 95
Ph. Hengki Koentjoro
February 6, 2026 at 1:58 PM
Before abstraction everything is one, but one like chaos; after abstraction everything is united again, but this union is a free binding of autonomous, self-determined beings.
Novalis, Fragment No. 95
Ph. Hengki Koentjoro
Novalis, Fragment No. 95
Ph. Hengki Koentjoro
nature, comfort and heal
February 6, 2026 at 10:09 AM
nature, comfort and heal
Where there is no hope, it is incumbent on us to invent it.
Camus
Camus
February 6, 2026 at 9:52 AM
Where there is no hope, it is incumbent on us to invent it.
Camus
Camus
Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.
Victor Hugo
Victor Hugo
February 6, 2026 at 9:48 AM
Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.
Victor Hugo
Victor Hugo
In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood—
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
I hear my echo in the echoing wood—
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
February 6, 2026 at 9:40 AM
In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
I hear my echo in the echoing wood—
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
I hear my echo in the echoing wood—
Theodore Roethke, In a Dark Time
So this is insanity. How interesting. What happens next?
Jerzy Kosiński,The Devil Tree
Jerzy Kosiński,The Devil Tree
February 6, 2026 at 9:32 AM
So this is insanity. How interesting. What happens next?
Jerzy Kosiński,The Devil Tree
Jerzy Kosiński,The Devil Tree
Sometimes he did not know if he slept or just thought about sleep.
Mark Strand
Mark Strand
February 6, 2026 at 9:26 AM
Sometimes he did not know if he slept or just thought about sleep.
Mark Strand
Mark Strand
The Piano (1994)
Grant Matthews
Grant Matthews
February 5, 2026 at 1:45 PM
The Piano (1994)
Grant Matthews
Grant Matthews
Light Light
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
T. S. Eliot
Stephen Gill
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
T. S. Eliot
Stephen Gill
February 5, 2026 at 11:59 AM
Light Light
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
T. S. Eliot
Stephen Gill
The visible reminder of Invisible Light.
T. S. Eliot
Stephen Gill
Seascape (Cloudy)
Painting: Gerhard Richter, 1969
Painting: Gerhard Richter, 1969
February 5, 2026 at 10:54 AM
Seascape (Cloudy)
Painting: Gerhard Richter, 1969
Painting: Gerhard Richter, 1969
Time, the spaces of light and dark, had long since lost orderliness.
William Faulkner
William Faulkner
February 5, 2026 at 10:27 AM
Time, the spaces of light and dark, had long since lost orderliness.
William Faulkner
William Faulkner
Max Ernst. Marine, 1926
February 5, 2026 at 9:36 AM
Max Ernst. Marine, 1926
In the dark backward and abysm of time.
Shakespeare
Shakespeare
February 5, 2026 at 9:29 AM
In the dark backward and abysm of time.
Shakespeare
Shakespeare
I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
Allen Ginsberg, An Eastern Ballad
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
Allen Ginsberg, An Eastern Ballad
February 5, 2026 at 8:54 AM
I never dreamed the sea so deep,
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
Allen Ginsberg, An Eastern Ballad
The earth so dark; so long my sleep,
I have become another child.
I wake to see the world go wild.
Allen Ginsberg, An Eastern Ballad
that observes me years, ancient one
February 4, 2026 at 4:38 PM
that observes me years, ancient one
Let nothing be called natural
In an age of bloody confusion,
Ordered disorder, planned caprice,
And dehumanized humanity, lest all things
Be held unalterable!
Bertolt Brecht, 1931
In an age of bloody confusion,
Ordered disorder, planned caprice,
And dehumanized humanity, lest all things
Be held unalterable!
Bertolt Brecht, 1931
February 4, 2026 at 3:34 PM
Let nothing be called natural
In an age of bloody confusion,
Ordered disorder, planned caprice,
And dehumanized humanity, lest all things
Be held unalterable!
Bertolt Brecht, 1931
In an age of bloody confusion,
Ordered disorder, planned caprice,
And dehumanized humanity, lest all things
Be held unalterable!
Bertolt Brecht, 1931
tumeric root
February 4, 2026 at 2:56 PM
tumeric root
field trance
February 4, 2026 at 1:46 PM
field trance
Song falls silent, music is dumb,
But the air burns with their fragrance,
And white winter, on its knees,
Observes everything with reverent attention.
Anna Akhmatova
But the air burns with their fragrance,
And white winter, on its knees,
Observes everything with reverent attention.
Anna Akhmatova
February 4, 2026 at 1:36 PM
Song falls silent, music is dumb,
But the air burns with their fragrance,
And white winter, on its knees,
Observes everything with reverent attention.
Anna Akhmatova
But the air burns with their fragrance,
And white winter, on its knees,
Observes everything with reverent attention.
Anna Akhmatova
The corruption of man is followed by the corruption of language.
Emerson
Emerson
February 4, 2026 at 1:32 PM
The corruption of man is followed by the corruption of language.
Emerson
Emerson
Forgive me for stating the obvious, but the world is made up of all kinds of people.
Haruki Murakami
Ph. Albert Watson
Haruki Murakami
Ph. Albert Watson
February 4, 2026 at 9:52 AM
Forgive me for stating the obvious, but the world is made up of all kinds of people.
Haruki Murakami
Ph. Albert Watson
Haruki Murakami
Ph. Albert Watson
The deeper the experience of an absence of meaning — in other words, of absurdity — the more energetically meaning is sought.
Václav Havel
Václav Havel
February 4, 2026 at 9:49 AM
The deeper the experience of an absence of meaning — in other words, of absurdity — the more energetically meaning is sought.
Václav Havel
Václav Havel
coffee, in hush
February 4, 2026 at 9:08 AM
coffee, in hush
The time has come, the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
Lewis Carroll
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
Lewis Carroll
February 4, 2026 at 9:03 AM
The time has come, the Walrus said,
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
Lewis Carroll
To talk of many things:
Of shoes — and ships — and sealing-wax —
Of cabbages — and kings —
Lewis Carroll