"Yet the motion of the saw has not faltered, as though it and the arm functioned in a tranquil conviction that rain was an illusion of the mind.
Sometimes i think there must be a sort of pollen of ideas floating in the air, which fertilizes similarly minds here and there which have not had direct contact.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Sometimes i think there must be a sort of pollen of ideas floating in the air, which fertilizes simi...
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