Soul, Thierry Le Gouès @ Amazon.com
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee. – John Donne
(VisualPoetry, Alicia Eggert)
ever changing…” -gao
“If you see a castle under fog, you must walk there to meet the extraordinary dreams.” – Mehmet Murat