"Love Is Not About Finding The One And Only, It's About Finding Yourself Before You Are Found By Someone

"Love is not about finding the one and only, it's about finding yourself before you are found by someone else. Love is a like desert, you will get lost if you don't discover the well within you."

@kafkaesquebibliomaniac

(Artwork 'Self-Portrait' by Francis Bacon.)

Stars, Scars and Repairs:

The starry night looks incomparable tonight

And it reminds me of your face

Full of interstellar details.

Details I was ready to sort them out

And memorise them for eternity.

But here I am now, all by myself,

Stargazing and hurting.

For I never never ever thought that

Your realest face would turn

Into a mere fiction.

An image in the back of my mind

Depending on occasions, fleeting moments

To be remembered to reality.

Nevertheless, I stargaze and hurt

To remember you so that I forget you.

@kafkaesquebibliomaniac

From childhood’s hour I have not been

As others were—I have not seen

As others saw—I could not bring

My passions from a common spring—

From the same source I have not taken

My sorrow—I could not awaken

My heart to joy at the same tone—

And all I lov'd—I lov'd alone—

-Alone by Edgar Allan Poe-

(Artwork by Edouard Kingman.)

"It is better to burn than to disappear."

-The Stranger, Albert Camus-

From A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens.

I am once again, smitten by Charles's Dickens distinctive way of description and characterization. So minimalist, exact, and terse but powerful in effect and immediate in creating an impression on a reader. He shoots his words like spiteful arrows but with poetry.

((Artwork by Boris Sveshnikov.)

(Artwork by John Madison.)

"This very heart which is mine will forever remain indefinable to me. Between the certainty I have of my existence and the content I try to give to that assurance, the gap will never be filled. Forever I shall be a stranger to myself."

-Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus.-

(Artwork The Red Cloud by David De Las Hera.)

One of the most influential books I have read in my life. Almost disturbing but thoroughly reassuring as well. Man's struggle between meaning and absurd, between suffering and redemption, between the self and the non-self; what does it take? How is one supposed to carry on living a life of contrast, of contradiction, things working for and against at the same time? On the face of the essential absurdity of life, what should a man do, understand and think? The book is by all means an embodiment of existentiel crisis, an anxiety attack, (a bit tedious) but it also gives the reassurance, the quiet that follows. It tells you things you don't know, things you already know, things you heard of but it's more articulate, eloquent, cohesive, and synchronized. Camus is one of the best.