- Ibn Khaldun
- Ibn Khaldun
Stovepipe Wells sand is brutal, cyclopean. I can barely fit it into my lens.
Stovepipe Wells sand is brutal, cyclopean. I can barely fit it into my lens.
Our bodies cannot scale heaven except in a fume of burnt petrol.
As lords that are expected. Yet there is a silent joy in our arrival.
Years and years.
Long arpeggios of chafing wires.
The concentration of one's body in entering a loop.
- T.E. Lawrence
Our bodies cannot scale heaven except in a fume of burnt petrol.
As lords that are expected. Yet there is a silent joy in our arrival.
Years and years.
Long arpeggios of chafing wires.
The concentration of one's body in entering a loop.
- T.E. Lawrence
- 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 Thomas Browne, 𝘜𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭
- 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 Thomas Browne, 𝘜𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘉𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭
- Walter Sickert
- Walter Sickert
- Fernando Pessoa
- Fernando Pessoa
- Darwin
- Darwin
DK 1946 - 2025
DK 1946 - 2025
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