salt storm, Porto San Giorgio Le Marche, Italia, June ‘16

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listen to the lights seep through,
watch the winds sway beneath.
it was a most fuzzy day.
Duomo di Fermo, Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

listen to the lights seep through,
watch the winds sway beneath.
it was a most fuzzy day.

Duomo di Fermo, Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

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poppies ii, Castelluccio Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

poppies ii, Castelluccio Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

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poppies i, Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

poppies i, Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

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Monte Sibilla, Le Marche Italia, June ‘16

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confessions, Basilica di San Pietro, Roma Italia, June ‘16

confessions, Basilica di San Pietro, Roma Italia, June ‘16

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Roma, Italia, June ‘16

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arcobaleno in chiesa
Roma Italia, July ‘16

arcobaleno in chiesa
Roma Italia, July ‘16

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wellstomas:
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Sonja

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‘I think I can,’ Lee answered Samuel. 'I think this is the best-known story in the world because it is everybody’s story, I think it is the symbol story of the human soul. I’m feeling my way now - don’t jump on me if I’m not clear. The greatest terror a child can have is that he is not loved, and rejection is the hell he fears. I think everyone in the world to a large or small extent has felt rejection. And with rejection comes anger, and with anger some kind of crime in revenge for the rejection, and with the crime guilt - and there is the story of mankind. I think that if rejection could be amputated, the human would not be what he is. Maybe there would be fewer crazy people. I am sure in myself there would not be many jails. It is all there - the start, the beginning. One child, refused the love he craves, kicks the cat and hides his secret guilt; and another steals so that money will make him loved; and a third conquers the world - and always the guilt and revenge and more guilt. The human is the only guilty animal. Now wait! Therefore I think this old and terrible story is important because it is a chart of the soul - the secret, rejected, guilty soul. Mr. Trask, you said you did not kill your brother and then you remembered something. I don’t want to know what it was, buy was it very far apart from Cain and Abel? And what do you think of my Oriental partner, Mr. Hamilton? You know I am no more Oriental than you are.
East of Eden, John Steinback
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Lee said, ‘Remember, Mr. Hamilton, I told you I was trying to translate some old Chinese poetry into English? No, don’t worry, I won’t read it. Doing it, I found some of the old things as fresh and clear as this morning. And I wondered why. And, of course, people are interested only in themselves. If a story is not about the hearer he will not listen. And I here make a rule - a great and lasting story is about everyone or it will not last. The strange and foreign is not interesting - only the deeply personal and familiar.’
East of Eden, John Steinback
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Something in you pacifies me. You’ve always had that power over me – part of you pacifies, another terrifies. How do I get sick of that? I will never get sick of that.
Henry Miller, from a letter to Anaïs Nin featured in A Literate Passion: Letters Of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller (1932 - 1953)

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For years I’ve toiled night and day to distinguish truth from falsehood; I want to be clear about my actions, I want quicksands. I can see no meaning in the world, and sometimes I despair; it seems as senseless as a madman’s dream. After success, failure, birth, death? Man emerged from savagery merely because he was fiercer than the tiger and more cunning than the ape; and nothing seems to me less probable than that humanity advances to any ideal condition. We believe in progress, but progress is nothing but change!
The Merry-Go-Round, W. Somerset Maugham
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