You have seduced art,
from my once distracted heart,
fierce love, from my once terrified body --
you know how to reveal my soul,
shake down my walls, melt my eyes.
I collect these moments. As if they are shiny gold pieces and the brightest ruby and shimmering emerald stones. Treasures often found after digging through the mud.
Once you're here, I can promise you the feeling of constant happiness is even more intense than any proper depression. It’s as if you like doing Valium, and then do heroin for the first time. The feeling will be so great that you'll never want to get down from that trip. It is just that with ...
Once disappeared in the house, she began to disappear herself. It was gradual -- she was surprised if she caught her reflection, at the face looking back. It suited her, the invisibility of old age was just more freedom, for a woman especially. Only she rarely had to think about it, what would ...
Has anybody stopped to define exactly what we are talking about when we tell people to be in this somewhat mythological (and obviously desirable) thing called the moment? Google tells me it is a noun that means a very brief period of time.
Learn from her to dance upon currents of air, to close your eyes halfway against the wind, and to become drunk on spaciousness. Experience ecstasy as you sweep, swirl, swivel and swerve upward.