“Let us go to the shore; there the waves will kiss our feet. With mysterious sadness the stars will shine down on us.” Aleksey Pleshcheyev (1825-1893)

“I’m filled with a desire for clarity and meaning within a world and condition that offers neither.” Albert Camus – The Myth of Sisyphus

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The Winter Palace sleeps in a cold blue dawn of stillness. Oh that it could sleep forever like this, frozen in time. Hard is the soil. Still is the air Gentle the sky And when the morning breaks that it should stay undisturbed. Oh morning do not come and bring your horror. But morning broke…

Everything around us, this day to day existence, stops us from being who we really are.

If the pain is real, so is the joy,