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SubtleSeas

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Disentangled desires and delights, sometimes disguised, in at least one line. . . || poetry and photography composed by me ||

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The Sea has slipped from sight, perhaps— ghosting into light.


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“Success is liking yourself, liking what you do, and liking how you do it.” ― Maya Angelou


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“I long for a kind of quiet where I can just drift and dream.” - David Lynch

Cpt_Rook's tweet image. “I long for a kind of quiet where I can just drift and dream.”

- David Lynch

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― Sylvia Plath

nostosart's tweet image. ― Sylvia Plath

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Halloween in Paris 👻


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Nietzsche. Too good. Read it again and again.

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Too good. 

Read it again and again.

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Too many people have forgotten the beautiful art of humanity


When do we get to the part of the story where kindness and empathy trend?


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stillness.

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hot ricotta quiche ghost folds the silence in two her hazel eyes weary #haiku #haikuchallenge


The sea remembers what she forgets. #sixwordstory


Word alchemy is therapy.


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— Sylvia Plath

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we spoke of broken hearts touched by gold at sunset our old haunts & our cobwebbed moth-eaten ways bowels and skin and fleeting visions the scraping raw bones of loneliness unicorns and donuts and despair sumac, silence and sorcery


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The greatest complexity of the human condition is our ignorance of its simplicity. [Nurture - Love - Rest - Repeat]


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― Sylvia Plath

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Kafka: “I ran from love because I knew it would destroy me.” Dostoevsky: “I ran into love because I needed it to destroy who I used to be.”


Do we ever get to know who we truly are?


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