Saturday, August 15, 2020
these days, night and day and dreams and reality just seem to meld into one at times.
i guess one can tell its a dream when it just escapes one's grasp. like some sort of butterfly flitting away that can't be caught with your hands.. and why is it that you'd want to catch it with your hands anyway? because it seems that if you succeed, that which you seek gets crushed and crumpled.?
Saturday, August 08, 2020
“How can those who live in the light of the day possibly comprehend the depths of the night?”
- Nietzsche