Life goes on. Love goes on. You are still the low pulse that thrums beneath the surface of things, the electricity of music.

Love goes on…

In dreams…

In dreams…

Seven worlds will collide…
“Distant Sun”/Crowded House
weepingheart:

I love globes.

weepingheart:

I love globes.

words

crashinglybeautiful:

They can be like a sun, words.

They can do for the heart
what light can
for a field.

~ St. John of the Cross

Thank you, Love is a Place.

the stars are words

crashinglybeautiful:

Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize

“The stars are words”

and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words,
and so is this world too.

And I realize that no matter where I am,
whether in a little room full of thought,

or in this endless universe of stars and mountains,
it’s all in my mind.

~ Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler

Thank you, Love is a Place, The Lifting of the Veil & Zero to Infinity.