“A labyrinthine man never seeks the truth, but only his Ariadne…”
~ Friedrich Nietzsche ~
Digitally enhanced image created from a photo taken in the woods near Messel, Germany in October 2015.
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ARIADNE’S THREAD
Categories: Photography, Poetry
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“Poetry is the thread that leads us out of the labyrinth of despair and into the light.” ~ Gregory Orr