The Dangers of Love

Moved rooms into my new separate bedroom and STUDIO! I LOVE it. Speaking of love, my old flatmates left this on the wall. No idea where it's from. I'm gonna leave it there.

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to be sure of keeping your heart intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully around with hobbies and little luxuries. Avoid all entanglements with others. Lock it up safe in the casket or the coffin of your selfishness, but in that cold casket, safe dark, motionless, airless, it will change; it will not be broken, it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The only place out of heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all of the dangers of love, is hell.

listening to Sneaky Alien | The Lesson (Deep mix) on VINYL. I have decks set up to DJ again for the first time in nearly three years :D