Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.”— Macbeth

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I am feeling very warm right now
Please don’t disappear
I am spacing out with you
You are the most beautiful entity that I’ve ever dreamed of

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I have always been full of lust – as I am now – but I have always been placing conceptual obstacles in my own path- Sontag.

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Talk of mysteries! — Think of our life in nature, — daily to be shown matter, to come in contact with it, — rocks, trees, wind on our cheeks! The solid earth! the actualworld! the common sense! Contact! Contact! Who are we? where are we?- Thoreau

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I can’t function without it.

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I am making a home-made manifesto on that which is vast/ my thoughts/ and the distance between you and I.

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MY WEST COAST TRIP HAS BEEN BOOKED! I reunite with M in October.

YESYES!

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Intend to have a better life. Just intention to have a more successful life. Think better- Maharishi Mahesh

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The weekend is over.

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Success is happiness, contentment. More than say I build this, I design that. And I think in that sense I FEEL quite fulfilled. I’m old but I’m still here– Architect I.M. Pei

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