The Art Institute of Chicago.

"We rose up slowly...as if we didn't belong to the outside world any longer...like swimmers in a shadowy dream...who didn't need to breathe..."

Chi-City.

   Urbs in Horto / City in a Garden

a priori, a posteriori.

Experience. Independent of or in reference to.

Something.

Saccharine. 

Sacrosanct. 

Sanctimonious.

Iron lung.

Catch my breath. Metal encasing. Pressure gradients. The flesh dies,
but the spirit lives.

Two half hearts

do not come together and form one. But rather, they are halves of a whole that continually try to fulfill a void. Dependence and abuse are the results of wounded halves. The only remedy for a half heart is a whole hearted soul. 

Wax and some string, some feathers...

  Second hand wings.