I want to write. I want to shoot moonbeams from my fingertips and make magic spring from words or images, like blood pumped from arteries, evoking excitement, frenzy, fear even. I want to feel touched by something that flows from me. I want to feel my breath taken. I want passion, and deep deep feeling. If I cannot have raging, fumbling, subversive love, then I want vicious rabidity. I want to be opened up, eyes wide, to color and lust. I want to laugh with drool and tears and pain in my side. I want the quench my own thirst, and yours too. I want to live damn it, more than I know how to.
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i posted a leaf that would float so well in that water...
I can completely relate to these feeling that you expressed so beautifully. I feel like I am currently on the other end of that emotional spectrum. I am completely overwhelmed with confusion, inspiration, and emotion which can be equally frustrating. I guess the message is, be careful what you wish for. Hopefully we will both feel better soon.
Beautiful blog, I enjoy it so much.
my sweet... moonbeams did shoot from your fingertips.
beautiful words... full of passion and energy xxx
you're writing is moonbeams. and your photos are magical.
I agree with Ryan! My friend, you are so inspiring in your creativity. Look no further than inside your beautiful self.
xo Cory
You all bring tears to my eyes and smiles to my lips. You beautiful people are strangers to my physical self yet soul mates to my heart. Thank you so much!!!!
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