The mind, a dormant stone

How feasible is it that a song can create such a dramatic melody in the heart? One that causes a tremor in the body, and disables anything else from penetrating? Here is my facing. you. facing you. I wish JustinLove were intoxicating enough to push out all other uncertanties that find me stomping around. When I hear this song, it's an anthem of our idealism and love and of course your departure. Why can't we be forever young? Why not end together? One foot here and one foot in your open sky. Forever.

It's weird, but I feel like I am coming back to life. Maybe it is because I have things that I am now looking forward to. Who would think that moving would actually be the lone thing to make me feel joy again? Thank you, Justin.

And this is good... wow... nice and light. I like this. Sure, I had a moment today, hours back...lasted a bit and went. But damn, I am cheery. I guess work moves me along... and being helpful is always rewarding to me. Gosh, I am a cheeseball. Really excited about ArtWalk...I love hanging out with LA's bohemian subculture! I want to messsssssh and floooooow and yeah...that's what it's all about. Peaces. :) J - Europa

Don't depend on me. There is no chance for you. I am underneath the ocean now...and we all know that is an abyss of sorrows. Panic. Fear, torqued inside. What air awaits above the water? Will it cleanse or peel? Why did I come up to breathe in air? I only have to relearn to live without it. This cancer grows and grows, and I am without a bucket to hold all the empty peels. My fingers are sloppy with their residue.

What it feels like when I hear your voice...a dream left under the pillow, soft and strong at the same time, soothing to hold my head, upright as I see your eyes among the stars. You tame me, cool me as you always had. I am not trembling anymore, I just stare deeply into the water as I see my reflection. Lone girl under the sun, left surrounded by your bodilessness. I am eased by your affliction, a quiet knowledge shared by two -- you can support me now more than before, and house yourself within my own body, collect my feelings, spring to action, hold your beloved. There is no mistake in your name, and those eyes sharply held with strength and love. You know. Always known. Two powers are better when united. A small girl with messy hair is far less threatening. You beam.

Only when I touch you here do I feel whole.