Lycoreia
@lycoreia.bsky.social
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amateur photographer, scribbler, ink-lover, bookworm, ponderer. 🌿 Into nature, birdwatching, fountain pens, letters & journal writing 📬🖋️ German living in Spain (she/her)
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lycoreia.bsky.social
Es gibt ein Ziel, aber keinen Weg;
was wir Weg nennen, ist Zögern.

— Kafka
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carolovesquestions.bsky.social
... und wenn wir weniger von Schuld und mehr von Verantwortung sprechen?
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ghostknockers.bsky.social
Learning to see myself with more kindness and less doubt ✨
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birdheartedgirl.bsky.social
🍂
if you love
a wild thing
never speak
its name...
or the spell
[and your
heart] will
be broken
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birdheartedgirl.bsky.social
only moths
remember
our dreams—
they are the
lacemakers
of light

⋅ ᯽ ⋅

lacemakers' lamp
self portrait
2015
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amschelkavka.bsky.social
Monday. I think I shall start to write again; many stories, dearest, are drumming their marching tunes in my head.

Franz Kafka, 1913.
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henrialexandre.bsky.social
Arthur Streeton (1867–1943)
Golden Summer, Eaglemont, 1889.
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monikamazick.bsky.social
Es wäre absurd,
wenn wir sowohl
Engel als auch
Teufel nicht
verstehen würden,
da wir sie erfunden
haben.
John Steinbeck
Druntersicht auf einen Blütenkelch der sich leicht diagonal vom linken bis zum rechten Bildrand erstreckt, vorne unten ist eine Knospe zu sehen und der Hintergrund ist zum größten Teil schwarz, nur nach links etwas heller
lycoreia.bsky.social
Could you find the book? 📖
I hope you are doing well.
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wanderingsag.bsky.social
September approaching…I feel I owe myself a brief respite of leisure and no rushing around. I can’t face the dead reality. I want rainy days, lanterns and a hundred moons twining in dark leaves, music spilling out and echoing yet inside my head.

~Sylvia Plath
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pathwaymoments.bsky.social
The choice was Left or Right … this worked! 📷 🕊️ ….
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3boxesofsighs.bsky.social
beauty of whatever kind,
in its supreme development,
invariably excites
the sensitive soul to tears.

- edgar allen poe
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birdheartedgirl.bsky.social
my heart is a bird
i'll always carry
the entire sky
for you
lycoreia.bsky.social
Giving up old dreams also means discovering new ones.