you have to admit it: most if not all animals are very brave. they do a lot of things and dont always know whats going to happen. they have beautiful eternal souls because of this
the problem i run into men, without fail, is trying to talk to them like i talk to women and realizing that even the most conscious and progressive and evolved man just cannot reach me at the depth that women can. i want and expect that depth and complexity every time, but i need to let it go. i still enjoy talking to a handful of men, it’s not like it’s all horrible and boring—there’s fun and charm there. it’s just different.
Song, Allen Ginsberg
I know that feeling!
2002
Let’s sit here 🍃
Journey of the Blue Night - Cho Poong Ryu , 2012.
Korean, b.1970-
Korean ink and acrylic on canvas with white paint, powder paint, stone paint, gold 130x160cm
"Ideals did nothing, however, to move the pen across the page. It scribbled and scratched and staggered with the task at hand. It didn't move through fire, like it once had, yet it still moved."
-The Drunk, The Gambler, and The Lover