When You Have To Attend To Things Of That Sort, To The Mere Incidents Of The Surface, The Reality - The

When you have to attend to things of that sort, to the mere incidents of the surface, the reality - the reality, I tell you - fades. The inner truth is hidden - luckily, luckily. But I felt it all the same; I felt often its mysterious stillness watching me at my monkey tricks, just as it watches you fellows performing on your respective tight-ropes for - what is it? half-a-crown a tumble

Joseph Conrad - Heart of Darkness

the pitiless blue of the pitiless sky

(juxtaposed... I'm actually quite glad the summer finally made it to my doorstep)

Kurt Vile @ Studio 672

Built myself up with a pretty clear line of sight, but some uberdouchebags decided to get in the way, so I was down to firing blanks, most of the time.

Also, it was pretty dark...

"It was the stillness of an implacable force brooding over an inscrutable intention."

Joseph Conrad - Heart of Darkness

random & rustic

hm, I like how unprofessional this is/looks. tilted, washed out, bleached by the sun, very distant, with a hint of "supernatural". anyone else ever read the dak bungalow at dakor?