| an amorphous light. |
[Jun. 3rd, 2009|02:35 am] |
been doing camps and road shows lately. the former fills me with satisfaction, splitting at the seams, the latter line my pockets to the brim.
i'm heading to a place unknown. to fall into the palm of a vagrant,
caution to the wind, along with everything. and metamorphosize into a new entity. bursting with colour. brimming with joy! a kaleidescope of emotions!
an amorphous light. to shine ever so bright, in the calignious sea that is night. till an eye catches the light does it exist. an existence fixiated, within it's gaze. warmed by it's afterglow.
~shine~ |
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| vestiges of a past in stone. |
[Feb. 18th, 2009|02:24 am] |
my presence has changed the world like how a flap of a butterfly's wings creates a hurricane somewhere in the world. churning out misery across the oceans. what could be done to be the lesser evil? should we relinquish our ability to fly? and crawl on the ground instead? wings would now be nothing more than a vestige of the past. and slowly they become smaller, and then disappear. discarding the uselessness of the past. embracing what i've become. a wingless butterfly crawling on the ground. and so the earth quakes somewhere in the world. |
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