photo at the beach of very calm water, meeting beige gravel- and pebble-strewn sand in a line that curves off to the left, with the water surface reflecting the grey hazily clouded sky, making the horizon nearly invisible.

in open pain
stripped naked
floodnotes

you feel it too
cant you
why cant you

nowhere i go
lose what i gain
may it rain

may it rain
this broken love
be whole again


//

listening to
A Love Supreme
by John Coltrane

//

Phaedrus: (as Lysias, cont.)

when (on the one hand
it is) unfortunate (dus-tucheein)

(love) makes (poieein)
belief-practice (nomizein)

that what doesnt
hand over (para-echein)
pain (lupe)
to others

is grievous (aniaros)

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δυστυχοῦντας μέν

ἃ μὴ λύπην τοῖς ἄλλοις παρέχει

ἀνιαρὰ ποιεῖ νομίζειν