The amazing new Berlin Hauptbahnhof (Central Station). At the top are the east-west tracks (see the train at the top of the image). Downwards, there are then various station and commerce/shopping levels, until finally at the bottom (just visible) are the north-south lines.
(Flickr by Alexander Rentsch)
I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.
i said to the sun, tell me about the big bang. the sun said, it hurts to become.
Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.
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