The mind, a dormant stone

i can't wear any more hats. i am so worn -- each time there is fresh air, there is one more jet flying over me with exhaust pouring into my throat. i am seemingly well, but quither under each breath. 'as the body is ravaged, the spirit grows stronger'. can feel it can't take it won't someone take this flower away  from it's stem? better yet, why not water it in kind? i wish i wish i wish. once led here. now unclear.

As the sand shines along your hair, small follicles pivot and play in the crease of your smile. Moments aspire to be filled with love, kindness to be kind. If my tongue were beyond 10 feet, would I still weigh heavy on the scales, and shout to the stars?

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