#Maps of Life

“Sometimes I feel as if I’m racing with my own shadow. But that’s one thing I’ll never be able to outrun. Nobody can shake off their own shadow.”
— After Dark (via harukimurakami)
“Hunt” by Zarina Zabrisky

nostroviatowriting:

As I run—
As I fight—
Who is the hunter?
Who is the game?
What is the caliber of this metaphysical pistol?
Am I a predator? 
Am I a human? 
All in one? One in many? 
Or am I chasing myself through 
The sunlit arches 
Of mirrored worlds, 
My pupils dilated 
With fear?

“There is no past we can bring back by longing”
— The Exotic Marigold Hotel