on ritual gathering habits of magical creatures experiencing the passage of time
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Hello friend, nautical traveler
On a river flowing in between dreaming eyes,
I've found you suddenly,
Surrendering to wondrous, compulsive ritual,
The very wind caught by your sails tickles and grinds the land below
Perched atop the icy tower,
We see where the path divides,
And we know not what we will find, but we are learning to seek
-seawaters
Anne-Laure Le Cunff • Liminal Creativity
🌊 Cerulean waves
Boiled down to the froth
The foamy wake of deep blue futures
Bubbling ankle deep at the shoreline
Splashing opalescence
Lucidity of the mercurial surf
-seawaters
The Budos Band - The Wrangler
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We’ll never get the upper hand in our relationship with the moments of our lives because we are nothing but those moments. To “master” them would first entail getting outside of them, splitting off from them. But where would we go? “Time is the substance I am made of,” writes Jorge Luis Borges. “Time is a river that sweeps me along, but I am the... See more