An Arrangement of Ideas

“I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones.”

“In that book which is my memory, On the first page of the chapter that is the day when I first met you, Appear the words, ‘Here begins a new life’.”

“But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy.”

me, an ignorant fool, relaxing: i feel very relaxed right now

“Who will be lost in the story we tell ourselves? Who will be lost in ourselves? A story, after all, is a kind of swallowing. To open a mouth, in speech, is to leave only the bones, which remain untold.”

“I want to talk to you about the soul & the question of when we become irrefutably ourselves,”

Vista interior, Mercado Municipal de San Juan de los Lagos, Luis Moreno esq. Vicente Guerrero, Centro, San Juan de los Lagos, Jalisco, México 1968