“Time is a game played beautifully by children.”
-Heraclitus
"We long for the lost"
-november-rage
The Secret History, 1992.
when the quarantine is over we are bringing back the cult of dionysus
playing violin in the big room with vintage furniture, wearing silk bathrobe, reading books about art, drinking black coffee with your friends and discussing the last visit to museum
p.s: photos are not mine! If you know the owner, write me, please!
rainy day in paris // 2019
“Everyday I come to the same place and wait until the sun catches up with my mood.”
the gallery of great battles; versailles, paris
“I feel as if I'm always on the verge of waking up.” ― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
my life is a constant cycle of me deciding to get my shit together and me deciding to not give a fuck and giving up
on all levels but physical, i am bathing in a bath of rose petals in an abandoned castle with candles illuminating the room and calming but eerie piano music plays from a room down the corridor. i am at peace and the snow is falling outside