This morning's dance.
Life blushes with color. The day drunk with light while i sipped coffee trying to untie myself from a dark lace of dreams, and last night.
Couldn't help grinning at the paradox of things.
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I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim, and now I am overwhelmed by this decent and good feeling.
Frida Kahlo
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Am only on the precipice of what I need/want to accomplish.
Online a few times a week exchanging only necessary mail.
Its amazing. Internet like a second blood system to our individual (and collective) systems now; day by day. And how long have we been using it? Not that long.
We all probably know some people (a dying breed) who didn't know a tv for long periods of life, and then only a few odd channels. Now ... the easy capacity to scramble into worlds away ... we are time travelers, we just don't yet call it that way.
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blessings
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