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Expoundingspark - Elsewhere - Tumblr Blog
Summery She is cotton candy and postcards, an ode to summer just before the solstice. Her timing is not great but the world turns with or without plans of silly storytellers. There is no worry when you’re laughing. Look how the fern curls, she thinks, all green and cool and soft. A little rain and she is soft too, with thoughts of ancient songs built around stones placed by whim or aliens or giants. Somehow time has woven sunbeams into sugar, hot and sparse like deserts making way for daydreams of castles and roses.
“I just don’t want that for myself anymore” is a valid reason to stop anything.
“I don't really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the courage to live out my life more fully, enjoy more, experience more. I want to develop even more original and more unconventional traits”
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1:1931-1934
Indian Paintbrush..
Peter Gabriel - Sledgehammer (1986)
it's a new day + the sun rose + you're alive + you're alive + you're alive + your heart is beating + you're breathing + you're alive
By @theofficialsadghostclub
might cry, might not? probably will 🧸
does he like poetry? surely he has to there's sonnets in his eyes stanzas in his laugh metaphors fall from his smile there's prose in the way he says my name does he know how hard i have to try to put him into words when no diction can express the symbolism hidden in his voice
~he simply cannot be confined to paper
#july #bigboy
I might not know much, but this I know to be true:
Doubtless, it will all be okay;
I do not need confusion,
for I already know.
Shepherded, abundance all around;
I do not need greed,
for I have more than I need.
Countless blessings in disguise;
I do not need fear,
for I am too full of gratitude.
Comfort in silence and stillness,
I do not need loneliness;
for how could I possibly be alone.
Love;
that’s what it’s all about,
and I know it’s always within us.
— via jitterati