December 2011
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Hooping With Love While Smoking In Trees
I could not have asked for a better day/night. There was magic in the air and I could feel it taking over my existence. The life I am living almost feels like its a movie. People don’t do the things that we do. When was the last time you looked at the sky? Today all I did was look up. Hula hooped, listened to music and kissed and danced. Beauty is in the making and I feel it more intensely...
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Meanings in Code
Late Nights. The nights that music takes over your body, reality fades and the waves of your child essence begins to emerge. The nights that you really feel the earth breathing and all of humanity can be saved. The nights where just a little bit more is never enough. When you can feel your body aging but you preserver because you can’t bear to stop living. When all of the love you hold...
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Sincerity
Is all I have to offer. I don’t want to be made to feel like I am doing something wrong. I have done nothing wrong. I have enough insecurities of my own, I can’t handle anyone else’s. Time.
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Water in the Evening
Scallywags and natural swagger The remnants of my existence cut into you like a dagger. I see you staring from across the room thinkin to yourself “damn if only I could watch her bloom” My soul is rising and life exudes through my pores. The energy I give with the intensity I bring, my passion in which he adores keeps him coming back to the bungalow. Speaking only words of truth to...
“Blake said that the body was the soul’s prison unless the five senses are...”
– Jim Morrison
