Zeta Ophiuchi, Runaway Star

Chessboard. 19th century. Credit line: Gift of Gustavus A. Pfeiffer, 1953 https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/201482

stars fell thru

your dreams

and

drowned me

in my sleep.

—RTG

“The world wasn’t real anymore. Everything in it was a fraudulent copy of what it should have been, and everything that happened in it shouldn’t have been happening. For a long time afterward, Ferguson lived under the spell of this illusion, sleepwalking through his days and struggling to fall asleep at night, sick of a world he had stopped believing in, doubting everything that presented itself to his eyes.”

— Paul Auster, 4 3 2 1

La Collectionneuse (1967), dir. Eric Rohmer

‏الكل يسبح في حمام دماءٍ والكون بطياته يلزم ما أُملى عليه أن يكون ماهيته الحقيقية، قاسٍ كالفلاذ.

"Don’t court Loneliness", Tathev Simonyan

“I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart.”

Maybe we’ll meet again, when we are slightly older and our minds less hectic, I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now I’m chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.”

Lunar halo

@picabuzz

People these days spend most of their time showing who they are not and the rest of their time hiding who they really are.

— 12/09/22, anastasiasyah