a secret place

“It is such a secret place, the land of tears. …One runs the risk of weeping a little, if one lets himself be tamed. …And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me.”

Antoine de Saint-Exuprey, The Little Prince

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thursday’s special: pick a word

Together with my Roget’s International Thesaurus, I selected these following images for September’s “pick a word” challenge…

can a journal be populated with words?  can words inhabit a journal?

populated

nature, by her very nature is time sensitive

timesensitive

words and letters are often very companionable

companionable

love these burgeoning plants that grow alongside  a local trail

burgeoning

clandestine…walking through an alleyway wondering what is hidden behind those locked gates

clandestine

Hopefully I will be forgiven for only including one color image for this Lost in Translation’s photo challenge.

reflections

…instead of a coherent personality that stretches back in an unbroken line to a first memory and looks forward to an indefinite future, we discover a self ridden with gaps and ambiguities.  Who “I am” appears coherent only because of the monologue we keep repeating, editing, censoring, and embellishing in our heads.

windows

the remembered present

Perception is never purely in the present – it has to draw on experiences of the past; … ‘the remembered present.’ We all have detailed memories of how things have previously looked and sounded, and these memories are recalled and admixed with every new perception.

~Musicophilia

Oliver Sacks

 

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