. . . he seemed to hear in his own true heart the measureless sobbing that stole out of the centre of the serenity around.

—moby-dick

(starbuck upon observing ahab’s hidden sorrow and loneliness . . . yeah dude . . .)

it is 3:55 a.m. here in berlin and i just gazed darkly into the mirror and said aloud to no one other than the tired and vaguely familiar face staring back at me: “what have we become?” LOL

on my way to nollendorfplatz to visit my weird russian doctor, i saw a cute girl watching the crows

i gazed at your skies

i tasted your earth

sung out my heart

for what it was worth