This really is quite beautiful. Re-blogged from my friend, Pratik. Check out his Tumblr here.
If you aren’t familiar with Yu Tsai’s work, he is one of the photographers making the most waves in the industry. Check his work out at http://www.yutsai.com/.
He interviews Keira Knightley for Flaunt magazine with some interesting questions.
(Source: solsticeretouch)
When not even crying is worth it
That’s when you know the rains have truly come,
When smiles are a means to an end,
And help comes from nothing and no one.
In the times when life is at its lowest,
And you search for reason and answers,
But nothing comes up
And in the downs you are stuck;
We feel as feathers posing as dancers.
Take a tree from it’s surroundings
And place it on a beach
Unsure of whats around it
Familiarity out of reach.
What would it be with no one to show it?
Who am I when I’m alone?
If a tree had sand, not soil, below it,
Would it still be inclined to grow?
I can’t express what I am feeling,
Because the truth is I don’t know.
So I’ll stick to my metaphors;
A tree amongst the shoals.
I feel like something’s changed, unexplained,
but nothing has.
I feel I’m in a haze
of something passed.
Something feels so different
-missing-
but the surroundings are the same.
I feel the picture is unaltered,
but someone’s changed the frame.
The bright lights and the underground,
In this eternal city
A sort of peace I have found.
And now I wait,
stagnant,
in a place that feels so far away,
and I cannot hear that sound
of a million hopes materializing
in that city, where I am bound.
The thought of a season without you,
Or a day without a word,
Sparks fear in the inner regions
The deepest abyss that’s never heard.
It scares me to think about it,
For it to happen would be phobic-
But one day it might – I pray that it won’t,
But if it does what will be left of me?
You are my faith restorer,
You help me love again,
You are the constant reassurance,
You are the one that can mend,
Heal,
Rebuild anything that’s broken;
And to think, one day, to be without you,
I am shaken.
But something that calms the waves down
As they crash and collide on the shore,
Is the notion that I am complete with,
That you are what I am for;
Because of you I am,
And so even without you I’ll be
With you, in this sea,
As you will live on forever,
Even if gone,
In me.
You would be there in the mirror,
Your face would be in my dreams,
And though a hole you’d leave
Would never be filled,
I’ll always be you
And we’re never alone as
You will always be me.
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Who is this girl,
who thinks these things
that never crossed my mind.
She’s crossed the lake of what I know,
and seen the thoughts on the other side.
And now she can’t go back.
She spends too much time feeling
scared and fearing what she thinks.
Looking solid, but everyone knows,
She feels fragile like the sphinx.
Why am I afraid of my thoughts?
And why do ther multiply?
Why am I always contemplating
the contemplations in my mind.
So sick of thinking
these thoughts I’m always hearing
and now my voice, out loud, sounds strange.
I just want to go back,
or go forwards but feel, the same.