Do you know that on the decorating around the lights in the halls of the paris opera house, there are black and gold drawings of dragons, so little they look like lizards?
In those days I hunted for delightful, beautiful things. But as miss Salome insightfully said, searching for joys only within joys is the road to depression
There isn’t a better place to be depressed than paris though
My brother was with me then
It was always grey and I wore black and I didn’t smile too much
I felt cool and angry but also just actually angry and deeply, painfully, disappointed
I tried to help someone but I wasn’t able to. I tried again and I wasn’t able to. I tried again and wasn’t able to.
I was shocked at how much I cared
I consider myself an ambitious person
I don’t feel ambitious to reach the stratosphere anymore. As if we’re not climbing Mount Everest but reaching the depths of the ocean, depths that have not been reached, much deeper than the mountains are high.
Because even with archievements
We only need to go as far as love can go
No faster than the speed of light
On the coast of Portugal there are the worlds highest waves. They are formed by an even deeper canyon underwater. As the storm waves hit the coast, they fill the canyon and swerve sharply up, creating the 100ft waves. And they have actually surfed those waves can you believe it?
I relate to the way those waves move
In my heart is a canyon no one can see
Carved deep by depression
From the tragedies of my parents
Of my brother
Of things that must be survived
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