Four days into 12 and this is my wish for whomever stumbles upon the subjective journal of my world.
Light in all its manifestations is the wish, and hopefully each star on this image, text, and eventually when translated into the real night sky and you´re looking up at it, may be a reminder of that.
Yes, I know, I´ve disembogued into some variant of peace & love, yet trying to edit out the parts that sometimes make me wanna hurl...
On that note, there´s nothing left to say.
The real life of the heart is always unfolding in silence; and men of large natures carry in the center of their hearts a secret garden or a silent wilderness.
Beecher
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