There is a sort of intense passion living in her that is so beautiful.
With the right person she will set the world on fire with it.
One look and you know there is no middle in the way she consumes life.
She recalls moments as something or nothing, all or nothing.
She cannot step back she has to walk away.
She cannot step forward she has to leap.
She cannot walk she has to run.
I see the world from an angle of tenderness and magic and illusion and end with an after thought of reality. I write about the things I am most in love with and that would be life and my muse.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Chaos as I see it
There is a reason for everything.True chaos does not exist because at some point or angle it will make sense. We call it chaotic not because it doesn't make sense but because our ability to see and comprehend the BIG and entire picture is limited.
Monday, July 4, 2011
The art of giving and taking
At any given moment, people really only take away from you what you allow yourself to give. That can range from an split-second-memory that echoes for years or nothing at all.
You take only what you allow yourself to want or what you are open to wanting however you never know what you are receiving until you unwrap it . It may not be what you expected.
You take only what you allow yourself to want or what you are open to wanting however you never know what you are receiving until you unwrap it . It may not be what you expected.
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