That Takes Care Of It, I Think. The Books, The Chess Set, The Autographs, The Miscellaneous, The Suit.

That takes care of it, I think. The books, the chess set, the autographs, the miscellaneous, the suit. Now that my kingdom has been disposed of, I feel content. There's no need for you to look at me like that. I know what I'm doing, and I'm glad to have done it. [...] For the time being, we move off in opposite directions. But sooner or later we'll meet again, I'm sure of it. Everything works out in the end, you see, everything connects. The nine circles. The nine planets. The nine innings. Our nine lives. Just think of it. The correspondences are infinite. But enough of this blather for one night. The hour grows late, and sleep is calling us both. Come, give me your hand. Yes, that's right, a good firm grip. Like so. And now shake. That's right, a shake of farewell. A shake to last us to the end of time.

Paul Auster - Moon Palace

If only beauty in words was still a thing...

We'll be setting a westerly course, plunging into the wilderness.

solar flower

the text - by Dag Hammerskjöld - reads:

Det som ger livet värde kan du nå - och förlora. Men aldrig äga. Först och främst gäller det sanningen.

You can reach that which gives life meaning - and loose it. But never posses it. This, primarily, concerns truth.

(the pic is almost full-scale, for those who'd like to check)

heading for another sky, no maintenance

reverberate

and stand tall!