Visions come
Visions come
In a sickroom bed

It’s been nice sharing minds with you guys. This is the end of hemsk. I won’t delete, because it’s important to me, but I will not update anymore.   

1 year ago with 2 notes


Autumn Sunset, Callander, Scotland

"As a child I felt myself to be alone, and I am still, because I know things and must hint at things which others apparently know nothing of, and for the most part do not want to know. Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to oneself, or from holding certain views which others find inadmissible."
C.G. Jung - Memories, Dreams, Reflections (via hi-mi-zu)

1 year ago with 296 notes

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"April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain."
T.S. Eliot [The Waste Land]

1 year ago with 607 notes