Looking is finding

I lost myself today, put down somewhere, on a shelf, or in a pocket, like a lonely love letter, tucked away in a favorite book, or in a dusty corner, with the dangling spiderwebs, I became a thread unraveled, or did I turn to lint, after some belly button picking stint, I may have turned […]

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Just another day in paradišŸ¶

BrasĆ­lia moves at its own pace there is no rush to anything here and it never seems as if we need to be anywhere in particular. There is a simple flow to life here and relaxation is the default setting. I think it is the grandeur and scale of this remarkable city as it scales […]

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Count Falkensteinā€™s Brazil

A great place to begin, richness in landscape people a vast wondering place to begin again. I found my beginning in a dream dancing with a beauty of grace and charm enchanting. Captured by a dream we both dreamed begun on threads of thoughts, our love of Tarkovsky, both of them, poetry and film, film […]

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