“It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive. It has come to a standstill; nothing withers, and fall is not ready to begin. There are no stars yet, just darkness.”
— Tove Jansson, The Summer Book
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not to be like “life is bullshit and i should be living on a small farm by the sea” but life is bullshit and i should be living on a small farm by the sea
Like a grain of sand, I long to be one with the sea, but I’m in constant fear of it’s monstrous, surreal nature. It is real and it is not. I see myself in it. I am whole, I am space.
“half-burnt boy still loves, he doesn’t know how to stop even soaked to the bone his skin somehow both charred and waterlogged he can’t stop giving his heart away and letting it be pulled by the tides- the sun and the sea. one loves him and the other doesn’t know how not to hurt him, but the boy has always taken so much, so so much because that is what myths do: they teach lessons that maybe they don’t even mean to. This was never a lesson on hubris, simply another love story that time twisted away from the rightful ending.”
— Icarus told again and again || O.L. (via poetbitesback)
“And I wish I could leave my bones and my skin, and float over the tired, tired sea so that I could see you again. Maybe you would leave too, and we’d blindly pass each other; floating over the ocean blue just to find the warm bed of our lover.”
— Words, Gregory Alan Isakov
“I wish you a kinder sea.”
— Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Catherine May Scott c. August 1848
The sea doesn’t say much. She just keeps doing what she does every day. Roaring and falling silent. Somehow this is what my heart needs.
hiren
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aphrodite wrote her own name in the stars.
she shaped it
with sea shells the colour of coral
and left it there for all to see.
she didn’t need a lover to proclaim her.
Summer Olympics: Who can run the fastest? :) Who can swim the fastest? :) Who can do the best somersault? :)
Winter Olympics: WHO CAN MAKE IT TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS ICE SLIDE OF DEATH AND SURVIVE?? WHO CAN GET AROUND THE RINK WITHOUT GETTING THEIR HANDS SLICED OFF BY EVERYONE ELSE’S FEET BLADES?? CAN THIS GUY DO A 1080 DEGREE FLIP WITHOUT DYING??