Growing pains | Ellen Rogers

Ellen Rogers

Growing pains

Growing pains

My ambition begs and begs to be fed.
Until it is larger than you/me.
I live and die to give my name to it.
And host its vanity, else I will not survive.

It comes from the outside.

What we see now is like a dim image in a mirror; then we shall see face-to-face. What I know now is only partial...

I’ve been dreaming of you... you're making this happen... we are…

Analogue gestations born in radio waves, as I was. You and I have been merging for some time now. I don’t need to know you, to know this.

We’ll have growing pains... as we grow together, merging.


Model Ephyra... Of course. 


Nov 16, 2019 • Posted by Loren

I came across your page by chance ….I love the beauty of it. Happy to have found it.

Oct 07, 2019 • Posted by annie

gives me perfect shivers. please more, and more.

Leave a comment: