When you get to the edge of the map, start drawing.
I left my keys somewhere. The ones to my happiness, warp speed and real-time stop motion.
Have you seen them?
Transformation requires time.
When time is not available and transformation is inevitable, leap the gap, that inner night with the lightening storm of the gods.
Name one thing. Anything.
Now realize you have no idea.
We meet ourselves constantly.
Every form, person, idea and memory.
They are not reflections. They are you.
Just try it.
Cellular reproduction never has to fight to have great make-up sex.
The sound of the waves in the distance and the howling of the hurricane: lullaby.
Shhh. Hear it?
I was wondering how to get your attention.
I was. Wondering. How. To get your
This day will not be your last.
But it is someone's last and someone's first.
Celebrate the arrival on both planes.
I meant every word I said.
Even when I spoke in tongues.
3 comments:
crayons in hand and i am drawing.
i like it when you speak in tongues.
xoxo
yes. this is life.
i love it, too.
you make my heart sing.
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