in my dream world i would get hollywood to stop using tropical wood on movie sets, i would run with a pack of rhinocouri, and i would be a marsupial living inside a warm pouch.
In this age of combustable beauty, how long will the experiment last? will i let anyone in to put out these fires? Or will I burn, burn till there is no sleep. only rivers of desire screaming to be swam in? and how could this complexity be realized with each heart a lybyrinth, with a god lost and struggling to find it's force a way back to earth. do i need love or do i need courage? courage to love without needing it back. to dance with the universe should be enough. can the rain come and fill the cracks in my heart. how long can the sun chase the moon til their hearts finally break? and today my struggle ended, i made love to your dirt, and skies, the prism of my pain absorbed into the mountains, conforming into the colors of acceptance. The earth shook and i could finally stand still. still enough to feel the subtle brush of your love on my crying face. I used to think there was either dead or alive, but now i see the leaves falling, the seasons changing, there is an in between. Maybe I am slowly killing myself but today i think i will let myself live.
je crois en l'universe
here are some of my creations....
..
And fighting time so hard I pray
that this moment lasts forever.
And will the world stay standing still at least for me.
Through my eyes stare into me.
I bear my heart for all to see.
With my face turned to the sun there ever standing still. -vnv nation
