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This was taken at Meteora, in Greece, where they have these monasteries built on the top of these rocky peaks. The whole place looks like from a different planet with all these rocks emerging from the ground like fingers of the earth. Or something else. There will be more posts with pics from there.

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I don't know whether love means all those pink elephants and violins (ok, that sounds more like tripping on acid or something like that) or not more like getting so attached to someone, addicted to them, with all that mandatory pack of very intense feelings regarding the person in question (now this sounds like a mental obsession or something like that).

And then, suddenly, shockingly for you, the perspective of not seeing that person for a bit of time, seems so awful, a nightmare you know you will have. There's something in your mind that aches. You're the addict that knows he ran out of his stuff or that he has to go somewhere where he cannot feed his vice, for a while, and this perspective drives him into panic. This is about missing someone. So intensely, as if you got one of those limbs chopped. That's more like insanity.

Currently listening to: Saul Williams - Wine

Labels: Greece, Meteora, pics, ramble