Last night I rode a giant snail through the Garden of Earthly Delights (this Painting). The snail resembled a friend I haven’t spoken to in a few weeks. When I disembarked, it turned to me and said
"There is nothing more immensely intimate than the space between two people."
When I awoke, I immediately thought of this quote.
”…the unlimited solitude that makes a lifetime of each day, toward a communion with the universe, in a word, space, the invisible space that man can live in nevertheless, and which surrounds him with countless presences.” -Rilke, Lettres
When I asked you to describe the house of your dream of dreams, you said you wouldn’t need one.
You said you’d prefer to fly everywhere.
Now that you’ve lived the nightmare of your nightmares,
and the home you had is gone,
you will swim so far and deep that you pass the horizon.
launching a brazen exploration of new frontiers.
"When the peaks of our sky come together, my house will have a roof"