How It Feels To Find New Music

how it feels to find new music

i'm calling old men fags in a far deeper and more intellectual way than you ever could

my body is not a flesh prison, it’s a divine weapon that I get to inhabit during my time on this earth. And also it’s fuckable like crazy

Dreams pave the way for life, and they determine you without you understanding their language. One would like to learn this language, but who can teach and learn it? Scholarliness alone is not enough; there is a knowledge of the heart that gives deeper insight.

The knowledge of the heart is in no book and is not to be found in the mouth of any teacher, but grows out of you like the green seed from the dark earth.

- C.G Jung, The Red Book -

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Butterflies from Nabokov’s collection at the Nabokov Museum in St. Petersburg.