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Did you know that in Japan there are 3 ways to say “I love you”? You say “Daisuki” for friends and guys you like, you say “Aishiteru” for a more serious relationship and you say “Koishiteru” to the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. And they follow this rule. That is one of the things I admire about them. They didn’t make “I love you” lose its meaning like us.
I imagine that right now, you’re feeling a bit like Alice. Hmm?
Pretty sure if I were on LSD I would be instantly sucked into this. & by sucked in I literally mean sucked in to never return.
David Maisel - The Lake Project, 2001-2002
"The ground is bleeding. A red river cuts a path through a bleached valley, winding toward a lake that is no longer there. Seen from the air, the river and its dry terminus appear otherworldly. In actuality, this terrain is located in Owens Valley, an arid stretch of land in southeastern California, between the Sierra Mountains and the White-Inyo Range. The history of this region is the stuff of California legend: a story of engineers, politicians, and big land owners working together to divert water to the rapidly growing desert city of Los Angeles, generating a thriving agricultural industry and an environmental disaster in the process." [Diana Gaston]