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"...look mother, look at me now, kingdoms blooming beneath my feet and a throne of shadows for me". . - Arlen C., Unmythologize . . . 📸 By @whatthejones - found an old phone snap from blonder days. This was taken between shots for @pleasuresjournal and their first zine.
"Gods die. And when they truly die they are unmourned and unremembered. Ideas are more difficult to kill than people, but they can be killed, in the end". . - From "American Gods" by Neil Gaiman . . . Happy Earth Day. This is a picture from one of my happiest places on earth. So let's protect and take care of our mother - there is so much more to see and love.
"If only our eyes were silver feathered wings, undoubtedly, we would lash-lift our shimmered lids to the highest of life's limitless heights...then innately, instinctively, intentionally we would fly" . . - Tracey Bond . . . 📸 By @traceyharrisonphotography #cvatikpresets
"It is so small a thing to have enjoyed the sun, to have lived light in the spring, to have loved, to have thought, to have done." . - Matthew Arnold . . . The way the sun slants through the spring trees makes me well up with missing so many people I love.
"Well, you've got to do something. Because everybody needs a bit of oblivion". . - From the podcast, 'My Favorite Murder' (ep. 51)
"O whence do you come, my dear friend, to me, With your golden hair all fallen below your knee, And your face as white as snowdrops on the lea, And your voice as hollow as the hollow sea?". . - From 'The Poor Ghost' by Christina Rossetti . . . My @tmharrison93 posted these words with this picture after I last saw her. I've been reading the whole poem on repeat lately and it's been exactly the words I need right now. . . 📸 By @traceyharrisonphotography
AND YOU, ye stars, ... Have you, too, survived yourselves? Are you, too, what I fear to become? You, to, once lived! You to moved joyfully Among august companions In an older world, peopled by Gods". . - Matthew Arnold
"Aut inveniam viam aut faciam". . "I shall either find a way or make one".
"Achieving the impossible requires that you outwit your voice of reason". . - Caroline Myss
"Just because you're older doesn't mean you're right. It might mean that you've been wrong for longer". . - From the film 'Six Souls' . . . 📸 by @traceyharrisonphotography Edit by me with some #cvatikpresets fun
"But perhaps my art is the art of a lunatic, I thought, mere glittering quicksilver, a blue soul breaking in upon my pictures". - Marc Chagall
"Just above our terror, the stars painted this story in perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too often abused by ignorance, covered our eyes with mercy". - From 'I Made My Boy Out of Poetry' by Aberjhani . . . 📸 by @traceyharrisonphotography Presets: @cvatik Location: @malvernbuttery
"Feelings that come back are feelings that never left". - Frank Ocean
"If speaking is silver, then listening is gold" . - A Turkish Proverb . . . Sitting at the coffee bar, merely listening.
"At the very dawn of religion, God was a woman. Do you remember?". - Merlin Stone . . . 📸 by fierce woman @traceyharrisonphotography #internationalwomensday #cvatikpresets
"a witch knows every word spoken is a spell every song, every letter and a witch always speaks them well". - @ozgeburcaka . . . 📸 by @traceyharrisonphotography Sick day for me means (hopefully) escaping into a book. Please send ginger tea.
"A misspelled word is probably an alias for some desperate call for aid, which is bound to fail" . - From 'Notable American Woman' by Ben Marcus . . . Anyone who's seen my early drafts of scripts knows not much has changed. Misspelled words, backwards letters, complete disregard for capitalization abounding...
"I'm writing a book called: The Patron Saint of Lost Causes. It's an autobiography".
"Whenever she turned her steep focus to me, I felt the warmth that flowers must feel when they bloom through the snow, under the first concentrated rays of the sun". - Janet Fitch, White Oleander
"I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love". - Leo Tolstoy