Monday, December 8, 2008
Bliss
It's unexpected and beautiful and you become impulse and passion, and your mind clears and nothing means anything and anything means everything - it's utter bliss. And you find youself wondering if it's all a sick dream that will wake you at any moment and you'll fall back and it will hurt like hell. But the wonderful thing is: you don't give a f*** because you are here and love is love and trees and trees, and that's ALL that matters. Ah, it's truly remarkable. And it changes a lot. From the first decision, you look around and things are clear and the colors are intruiging and even if only for the moment, the entire world, through my eyes, is at peace. And there is no chaos in society and no poverty and no flaws in the "system." Everything is perfect. And comfort has been re-defined and even writing this down...I feel like I cannot breathe. And I am more than OK with that.
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Dedication
The Observer
- MC
- I am not an artist. I am a curious observer. With the willingness to document my findings and my theories. Nothing less and nothing, but striving to be, more.
1 comment:
and then you get those assholes who beg to ask the question why? but you're just too content to answer... i love that feeling
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