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An odd sense today. One I cannot explain. It is not for anything past or present - just a feeling I have.
I just need some sort of release. I need a vacation, a way to collect thoughts. I am not sad or confused, just so full of imaginings that I need to run to the nearest shore, scream until my lungs are blue into the sea - leaving my smile in the wind like someone else's poetry. Yes, that would do. ;)
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Let's smile together
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3 comments to Cher:
screaming is excellent. I think extreme things, if they're gone all out, can have a reverse-hangover effect. as a teenager I did a lot of LSD & thought the experiences were pretty intense it was always afterwards that the most pleasant part came--I guess it can be like the relief after a shot goes off nearby that you're safe.
Also funny: today the song I listened to three times was "Scream Thy Last Scream (old woman in a casket)" by Syd Barrett/early pink floyd--the version without the chipmunks-voices.
A vast landscape & a good breeze. It brings one out of oneself, I think--I can only think outside, otherwise the pressure's too much, verges on implosion instead of fuzzy-pretty.
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So nice to find you here too. Beautiful thought on what you would do if Nerduda was still alive. Especially the writings on the wall ... sublime, C. - le Monk
thanks all - I will travel to your blogs as soon as I am able. xxo
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