Salvador Dalí / Space Elephant 1971
Jonathan Gottschall, The Storytelling Animal: How Stories Make Us Human (via afigureofspeech)
Cotton candy clouds. Nature at its finest.
Everything I write means nothing to me. I could write something sweet or bitter, but it’s a way to get my frustrations out. I realized that my writings are just faded memories and nothing more. Looking back on them, I don’t feel the same way as I did. They’re just temporary feelings, thoughts, and emotions. What’s dangerous is that writing leaves a permanent imprint in this world. So I tried to be careful with what I write. Though I may mean what I write at that time, I won’t harbor those feelings in the present. To me, writing is a way to release my feelings, not to flaunt them.