something unearthly - dedicated to M.G.

[dalaruan]

I'm happiest when most away
I can bear my soul from its home of clay
On a windy night when the moon is bright
And the eye can wander through worlds of light

When I am not and none beside -
Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky -
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.

Emily Brontë, poem, 1838

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moon and spirit

[ext_229170]

These objets trouvés of inner worlds outings: my superlunary sophisticated friend!

lucid dreams

[dalaruan]

Hope we share our thoughts, ideas, dreams & nightmares for ever ever.