Love reigns in p
a
r
t
i
c
l
e
s
of
promises
Stars sparkling
in hearts of
forever-intentions
Til and then,
morning light t
e
a
r
s
our focus
exposing ground zero
just moments
before hitting
the
blind spot
of
loss.
And yet...
We bloom...
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NOW
and eats the shape
of everything real.
I ride on the mouth of this dream,
holding fast to the fantasy
of memory
and permanence,
While steering every action
towards erasing any evidence of it.
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man I was just having a conversation with my mom about this. how it's been such a struggle just to protect my freedom from the tyrranny of financial strain. and how protecting my freedom equals protecting my art from the erosion of my constitution. . .
ReplyDeletebeautiful. thank you for this
Tell me about it. But you know - if you have the courage to withstand the fright long enough, you come out on the other end with your freedom in tact and a little proof that standing your ground in the cloud of your dreams, is EXACTLY what increases the height of your flight. The money will follow, it will; believe it by not letting that be the focus or the reason.
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