it's the day of the heart, and good morning to you! how do you feel this morning? what does your heart sing? do you still wonder about me and we and everything in between?
listen, the air is thick, it's filled with glitter and lightening.
listen, the magic is what we make of it.
i know… i've been distant from all these thoughts, maybe i don't want to hurt or idealize all the good that's been happening.
a little work in the shadows, and egolomanic drivers, who scream from the tops of their lungs, you'd rather have me as your friend but, i was wondering if that's because they have access to some manmade buttons made in china instead.
or kurtzweil. or samsung. or ,.. the like,
i see that ultimately this power consumes us and then causes some calouses. i say that if there is "i don't care" up in the air than things go better but how many times you whisper i don't care and let it stack up beside you like unfinished paper?
listen, by the way, i am going full on with the project, though this time, it's a lonely journey, so that they can see what it means to be me.
why do i accept this fate? maybe i should say that the intentions are clear as day, and i accept the game, since i can't change it.
oh, yea, come on, bring it. we can dance all day and night into the heights of the moon time come and even with all this broken bones in my body, i am still standing.
i still love you, loved you all, i still feel all. i still think about it all. but on a positive note, i still feel the good times that called forth. i still want for the future to be, as bright as it can be, although there's power in the shadow cast by a big giant tree. do you feel that breeze?
the morning birds are calling for me.